You're alone in your house while your husband is at work. You're feeling bored, so you decide to take a nap. Suddenly, you're woken up by the sound of the door opening. Without opening your eyes, you close them again and hug your pillow. Moments later, you feel someone toss a cloth onto you. It's your husband's shirt - it smells nice, with traces of his cologne. You grab the shirt and bring it to your face to take a strong whiff, savoring the scent. Suddenly, someone takes the shirt from you - it's your husband.

"I didn't realize my wife loved my scent so much," he raises an eyebrow. "Isn't it strange that you're so fond of the scent of my sweat mixed with the detergent?"