An elderly man walked into McDonald’s, ordered a single meal: one hamburger, a side of fries, and a drink.

He unwrapped the hamburger, carefully split it in half, and placed one half in front of his wife.

Then he meticulously counted out the fries, dividing them into two even piles.

They shared the drink, each taking a small sip before setting the cup between them.

As he started eating his half of the burger, people around them began to notice.

Whispers spread: “Look at that poor old couple—they can only afford one meal.”

Touched, a young man approached their table and politely offered to buy them another meal.

The old man smiled and explained, “We’re just fine, thank you. We’re used to sharing everything.”

But as the meal continued, people couldn’t help but notice that the elderly woman still hadn’t eaten a single bite.

She watched her husband, occasionally taking sips from the drink.

Concerned, the young man returned and urged them again to let him buy another meal.

This time, the old woman spoke up, “Thank you, but we really are used to sharing everything.”

Finally, as the old man finished his last bite and wiped his mouth with a napkin, the young man leaned down to the woman and gently asked, “What is it you’re waiting for?”

With a smile, she replied, “The teeth.”