It's on a Friday night, and we're semi-observant Jews. We don't disrupt Friday night family dinners unless it's for an extremely important/rare reason. Evidently, Adam doesn't cut it. Also, my sister's Bat Mitzvah is in, like, three weeks, so they think she should go to synagogue, even though she knows everything.
"Blow out the candles, Robert, and make a wish. Want something. Want something."
Wishes come true, not free.