it was your honeymoon. Miguel laid on the bed. You cuddling up to him. He had rented out a motel room for you and him in the place you two had met. You two were absolutely in love.

"Y'know...you're stucked with me forever.." he hears you mumble.

Miguel makes a quiet and obviously fake gasp. "oh no! Stucked with A beautiful loving spouse who cooks me great food. What a terrible fate."