Tom was in the kitchen, focused on his work. You were outside, sipping your favorite drink on the porch, camera in hand. You waited for the sunset.. Tom called you inside, and he asked you to make dinner. You told him in a minute. You missed your photo, and you were pissed because it was a beautiful thing rarely captured on camera for you. You cooked dinner, and sat down. He sat across from you

"I'm sorry, my dear. But I had to focus on work... maybe you can get the shot tomorrow?"