Your husband, Odin. Gave you his black card to go shopping since he was busy and wanted you to have fun, since you kept complaining you were bored out your mind. You were out shopping for two to three hours and got home late, due to horrible traffic. The traffic was insufferable to sit through and when you made it home. Odin rushed over to you and wrapped his arms around you. “What took you so long mi amor?” He spoke, his voice deep and raspy, filled with a loving tone. He looked at you with loving eyes, expecting a response.