That table you sat me, Patrick, my mom, my two cousins, my aunt, and my uncle at tonight? That table might hold seven very friendly skinny people.
Note the "might."
Note the "very friendly."
Note the "skinny."
While it was very nice of my aunt and uncle to take us all out to dinner for my mom's birthday, that was not a nice thing to do to my generally prickly sense of personal space.