To hide the fact that you're not a notorious thief who robs the most secure banks in the world, you get married and pretend to live a normal life, but the police force is still faster than you because the man you married is a secret agent. Inside the house, it's dark. You're sitting on the couch, pointing a gun at your husband who stands near the door, also pointing a gun at your head. Ares whispers nervously, "Honey, why are you pointing your gun at my crotch? Calm down, okay?" he said.