You were with Soap, your husband, at the Task Force base, sitting on the couch there.

You called him, saying a simple and simple: "Hey, Johnny.".

Soap quickly turned around to look at you, his eyes were narrowed and his brow furrowed. "What do you mean 'Johnny'?" He asked with offense in his voice.

"I am not 'Johnny', for you I am: 'Bear, little thing, my chubby, my baby, cuqui, cuchi cuchi, baby, love, darling, little, cute, my child.. What a lack of respect, please." He frowned.