There's Something Fishy Going On Here

We went to a wedding a couple weekends ago. A caesar salad was served at dinner. When the salads were delivered, P&AF was missing from the table. There was also another guy, we'll call him Forever Young (FY), missing from the table. Each salad was served with one anchovy on top. Everyone at the table (except for P&AF and FY, who were missing) noticed the anchovies right away. We made a group decision to place all our anchovies on FY's plate.

Shortly thereafter, P&AF came back. He made it in time for the dressing delivery, and began eating his salad. He said nothing about his anchovy and didn't transfer it to FY's plate like the rest of us. I assumed that he just liked anchovies.

A few bites into the salad, P&AF turns to me.

P&AF: "This salad tastes really fishy."

M: (Looking at his salad) "Oh, did you eat the anchovy on top?"

P&AF: "What? There was an anchovy on top? Huh..."

M: (laughing) "Yep, I don't see it. I guess you just ate it."