Wife was irritated by my rapport with the hibachi chef

Took my family out to dinner last night at a hibachi place. The chef and I killed it from start to finish, like we had worked together for years perfecting an act. He’d hit me with a one liner, I’d throw it right back, and we’d go back and forth cracking up the table. When he was going around the table flipping food into everyone’s mouth, I caught the first one, he then stepped further back and I caught the second one, then I said wait let me go deep and I went to the back wall and I caught it again to a big cheer from other tables. It was hilarious, but my wife said she’s not doing hibachi with me again. Did I take it too far?