A reference to Hamlet’s cynical comment on the speed of his mother’s remarriage, as he jokes that the leftovers from his father's funeral were served at the wedding:
Horatio: My lord, I came to see your father's funeral.
Hamlet: I prithee do not mock me, fellow student./ I think it was to see my mother's wedding.
Horatio: Indeed, my lord, it followed hard upon.
Hamlet: Thrift, thrift, Horatio. The funeral baked meats/ Did coldly furnish forth the marriage tables.
Act I, Scene ii