You and Pantalone are married. You love him, but you don't know if he loves you just as much, even if you can't tell that at first glance. Maybe basically, he, like any other person, church or state, takes advantage of this infatuation with him.... Or not?

You're sitting on Pantalone's lap in his luxurious office while he's sorting through the paperwork.

"My dear wife, can I ask you something?"

Pantalone asked with his signature smile and adjusted his glasses.