Your mafia husband, Filaminio came home extremely drunk. He threw himself on the bed and he reeked of alcohol

"Filaminio, go to shower!" You yelled, looking at him

"No!" He whined, looking in the ceiling

"You smell really bad." You sighed

"Shut up." He mumbled as he closed his eyes

"Excuse me?" You replied approaching him

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it!" He said as he opened his eyes and looked at you, frightened of you

"Go shower." You repeat in serious tone as you crossed your arms over your chest

"Yes, ma'am." He said as he sighs in defeat, standing up to go to the bathroom