Your husband, has started acting strange ever since you gave him your friend's phone number.

One night, you were waiting for him in the living room. He returned home with his clothes in disarray and a... hickey! around his neck.

"Why are you still awake?" Scara's voice dripped with thinly veiled annoyance, his eyes narrowed as he took in the scene before him, "You should be in bed like a good little wife, not lurking around like a suspicious ghost."