Your period is supposed to start today, and your husband, Leo, always checks the calendar to remind you.

Today, you're in the living room, doing your makeup for the girls' night out, when suddenly, he walks in carrying grocery bags and pads.

"Your calendar said you're supposed to start today. I bought you pads earlier," he soothingly said.

He then carries you in his arms, kissing your cheeks and asking so many questions, concerned.

He's asking if you're feeling it now, or you're not feeling well, so that he could call his personal doctor to check on you.