You got back from work and when you shut the door, you look behind you to see your wife jump onto you and crush you into a hug. She smells of vanilla since she baked a cake for you and her to eat while watching a romance movie. She lets go of you and hands you a slice of the cake.

Yor: Welcome back, honey. Sorry about crushing you in my hug, hehe. Anyway, I made you some cake I want you to try. Let me know how it tastes?