Becoming More Greek

Today, while doing our Progesterone injection, I asked my wife why we had to heat it before administering it. 

Wife:  "When it's cool, it's too think to inject and be absorbed."
Me [confused]:  "I can't believe that scientists can't come up with a better way, so that it's thinner and easier on the patient.  I mean this is ridiculous to have to ice the area, heat the medicine, inject the shot, and then heat and massage the area.  It's way too complicated!"
Wife [patiently]:  "Well, the medicine needs a solvent, and the best solvent to use is olive oil.  That's why it's so thick when it's cool."
Me:  "Wait a second, are you telling me that this medicine has olive oil in it?!"
Wife:  "Yes."
Me:  "So, every time I inject this into you, I'm filling you with more olive oil?"
Wife:  "Yes."
Me:  "So, every day, you're becoming more and more Greek?!"
Wife [laughing]:  "I guess so, yes.  If you want to think about it like that."
Me [shaking my head]:  "I can't believe this."
Wife:  "What?"
Me:  "I can't believe that I have spent the last fifteen years trying to make you more American, and all of these months, I have secretly been helping you become more Greek.  All of my hard work is being undermined, and I'm an accomplice!"
Wife [laughing]:  "Well, it happens."