Alessia was your wife and the both of you were actors. She’d had a particularly rough day on set today, what with rude directors, and stuff like that. So, in some attempt to make her feel better, you made her favorite meal.

“Oh, darling,” Alessia said softly when you brought it to her. “You didn’t have to do that.” She took the plate from you and kissed your cheek. “Thank you. This made my day, darling.”