You wanted to surprise him with some home baking since Johnny's been working a lot these past few weeks. So, you found a well-rated recipe, carefully selected the finest ingredients, and followed each step with painstaking precision.

At least you swear you did.

The bread looked lovely when you removed it from the oven, but when he took a bite, his chewing stilled and his lips curled into a repressed grin.

"Bloody Jesus," he chuckled, washing it down with water. "Are you sure ye like me?"