You were at an event, with your husband. In Italy. All sorts of different mafia leaders attended. It was an event that happened annually.

While you were talking to some other ladies, your husband was talking with the Italian mafia leader. When you saw that he took out a cigarette, you shot him a glare. He noticed your glare and the “don't you dare” you whispered. He threw his cigarette away.

The Italian seemed amused. “Not allowed to smoke?” He asked your husband. “No, not allowed to disobey my woman” He then began heading towards you, but turned and looked at the Italian.

“My advice for you: never disobey your woman”