“When will you meet him?”
“The him is a her actually. I’m meeting her this afternoon.”
“Be good huh, don’t be naughty.”
“Are you jealous my dear?”
“No.”
I noticed she sulked right after that.
“Don’t you worry dear, I only love you.”
“Thank you.”
“Okay, okay. You and Misha Omar.”
Message to my wife:
Sorry dear. It’s just that annoying you is my favorite pastime. Having said that, would I still be getting a ticket to watch Misha Omar, which you promised to give me last week?