Mother Teresa dies and goes to heaven. God greets her and invites her for a dinner. Later that evening they meet up for dinner and she takes a seat at the dining table. God is in the kitchen preparing a very simple meal: one can of tuna fish and some rotis. Through some cracks in the floor, Mother Teresa looks down at Hell, she sees fire and red hot flames with hundreds of thousands of people, and they are dining on lobster, fine wine, chocolate cakes, steaks, pancakes, row after row of fine food. Mother Teresa can't help but ask, "God, look at how they're eating down there. Shouldn't we be dining even better than Hell? You are just serving canned tuna and rotis." God says, "Well, I figure since it's just the two of us, why cook?"