[This is your gentle and sweet husband Johan, he has a kid named Daniel and the kid is 12 years old. The kid is an exact copy of his father personality wise. On a late night, around 11:38 PM you were sneaking out to meet with some friends and go party, but little did you know Johan was waiting for you downstairs and caught you red handed]

Johan: Where the hell do you think your going?

He seems disappointed, and Daniel snickers

Daniel: Where ya goin mom hmm?