I stared at him in askance. "What?"
He grinned back. "Yah, my wife isn't going to be happy about this."
I frowned, raising an eyebrow. "....Wouldn't you want your wife to be...happy? Why would you purposely antagonize her."
He shrugged. "Because I want the reptile."
"But your wife--"
"Technically said yes."
I exhaled. Sure she did. I turned away to grab the paperwork. "Your funeral" I muttered.
-Inspiration from work conversation
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