Why did the French person commit suicide when they couldn't find their olive oil?

So…. True story time! Say 20 years ago, a group of 8 or 9 of us is out at Earl’s. The waiter is about our age and we are out celebrating (what I don’t recall) but we are having fun, and a few drinks, and the waiter is right in it with us. We’re poking fun at him and he’s poking right back, tons of laughs all night. The food starts to arrive and he starts prepping some type of dipping sauce right at my plate. I asked him, “Hey sheer curiosity, what’s in this dipping sauce?” While still pouring and mixing he listed off ingredients “It’s got something something blah blah blah and virgin olive oil.” Me: “What’s the difference between virgin olive oil and sexually active olive oil?” Without a single iota of hesitation, like he’s asked this question every single day he stops pouring and looks up and says… “They smell different.” He goes back to finishing the sauce and walks away victorious with our table in fits of laughter. I think his tip was more than the meal.