Extra, Extra

I wait tables part time, and that means a lot of interactions with people.  Sometimes these people are odd.  Like a couple of weeks ago, when I had a table of two. . .  They each ordered an entree, hash browns, and a salad.    That in and of itself isn't unusual.  But then they said they wanted to order an extra side of hash browns.  This is a bit unusual since we serve the hash browns family style and an order for two is quite generous.  However, people really love the hash browns, so I didn't think much of it.  This was their first extra.  They then decided to order an extra salad, so they could each have a more sizable salad to begin their meal.  Extra number two.  They finished their meal (but not all of the hash browns - turns out that an order for two would've been sufficient).  I asked them if they would like dessert.  They both ordered 2 scoops of ice cream with EXTRA chocolate sauce.  I am not kidding!  I kept referring to them as my extra table.  I found myself hoping that their tendency for extra would mean I'd get an extra large tip.  Sure enough: 30%.  Hooray!