So I was in a restaurant

I was in a restaurant with my wife and she keeps glancing past me. After a few minutes, she says "Babe, I think that man over there is watching me."

I brush it off and return to my meal, but a few minutes after that, the man walks over to our table. He's an aging man with greying hair, and he looks sad. He says, "Excuse me, but you look almost exactly like my daughter who just died. Could you do one thing for me?"

We ask what, and he says "I'd love it if as I left, you could wave at me and say bye dad, it would mean a lot to me." So we decide to humor him.

As he leaves, we're getting our bill. My wife goes along with his "bye dad" thing, and I see that there's an extra meal on our ticket. I ask the waitress, and she says, "oh, you paid for your wife's dad!"

Now, I see him walking past the front window, so I run out to stop him. He sees me and runs to this old beat up car. He fumbles to get it open, and as he tries to climb in, I grab him, and I'm pulling and pulling on his leg.

Just like I'm pulling your leg.