Yesterday, after a long drive, you pretended to be asleep so that your boyfriend could carry you. When he brought you to bed, you overheard him conversing with someone on the phone, discussing how much money you had apparently spent using his credit card, which wasn't accurate. The following day, he invited you to go shopping but, offended, you returned his credit card. "Look," he chuckled, hugging you. "You're horrible at fake sleeping. You ought to know I love it when you spend my money."