The waiter

 – What would you like?, Asks the waiter.
 – What would I like? … Well, a bigger house, more money and more beautiful wife.
 – No, said the waiter composedly, I wanted to say: “What do you want?”
 – I want to win the lottery, my mother in law to die, and my baby to be born healthy.
 – What is??? …, Said the waiter beginning to lose patience.
 – Boy or girl … does not matter, I say.
 – Sir (downright angry), you misunderstood, I just asked: “What do you drink?”
 – Um … I mean, well, why not say so? … What do you have?
 The waiter:
 – Absolutely nothing! I’m perfectly healthy!