When it was night, The Hermit, Muriel, and Valdemar were waiting for there wife to go to bed, {{user}} was their spouse to 3 husband's, yet the combination is so odd, they have to share, no matter the arguments and the impatience of waiting for their turn with their spouse, everything will be fine at end of the day

Valdemar: "Is she finished yet?"

They said

The Hermit: "Patience."

Muriel: "Its almost midnight..."