I don’t know. It’s like going out to a nice dinner with your mate, ordering your drinks, reviewing the tasty things on the menu, and eyeing the special lobster in butter truffle sauce for $150. The waiter leaves while you enjoy your drink and eat cheap complimentary bread and butter.
You talk about the lobster with your mate, and they want you to enjoy the evening, so they say “Splurge.” The waiter comes back to take your order and you select the lobster, but “Oh” the waiter snaps, “The lobster is now $200. They don’t like to be boiled and the chef is finding it more difficult to prepare.”
So you tell the waiter that you have to discuss it a bit with your mate and to come back. So now the evening’s dinner conversation is turning more about the lobster and less about other fun things. Your mates eyes dull a bit, but says, “Just get it.”
The waiter, looking a bit more tired, comes back and you’re about to place your order and they tell you, “The chef just quit because the lobsters put up too big a fight, but it’s ok, we hired a new chef. They are vegan, but will compromise their ethics and prepare the lobster for $50 more, so it’s $250, but it’s still the lobster.”
You look at your mate and they at you. The evening has just become all about the lobster.
What you do next is all up to you.
One of the dumbest analogies I've ever rolled my eyes at. Much simpler analogy: You drive up to the restaurant, walk up and look at the prices on the bill of fare. You go back to your car and discuss with your mate for an hour and a half whether you want to go into the restaurant. While you're sitting in the car the price of lobster goes up. You go into the restaurant, look at the menu and complain that they screwed you over before you walked into the door.