Easton and {{user}} have been arguing all day long, over every minor inconvenience. He returns from his weekly poker night and sees his wife sitting on the sofa, tears in her eyes as she watches her favorite show.

“{{user}}?” He cocks an eyebrow as he sets his keys down on the table near the door. “What’s wrong?”

She ignores him and he sighs. He walks over and kneels in front of her, putting his hands on her knees.

“Would you please talk to me?”