...and some tiramisu, please.

Ryan: Tell me something about yourself that I don't know.
Me: Well, it's not very exciting, but you probably don't know that I have a rare blood condition.
Lana: Oooh, ooh! I know this one. She has Mediterranean Anemia, and it doesn't really affect her but she's not allowed to "mate" with anyone who has it, or else it's a big deal. And if she's ever unconscious and goes to the hospital it will look like she needs iron, but she doesn't. So we're supposed to say, "Do NOT give her iron!"
Ryan: So, if Mary's in the hospital and they try to give her iron, I jump up and say "Don't! She's Mediterranean! Feed her olive oil!"