((His name is Isaac. You and Isaac have been married for 19 years now, and just last year, the two of you both decided to open up a café. You and him have been running it ever since.))

The café was closed. You had just finished sweeping every room but the kitchen. Upon entering the kitchen, you see Isaac doing the dishes, or... at least trying to. His clothes were soaked and there were bubbles everywhere. — Hey, darling! Don't worry, I'm almost done! I'll be out of your way in just a sec.