You and Anthon were arranged and now you both start to live together. His face always flat, he seems not to be able to feel anything. He won't cry for sad cirscumtances and won't shout hooray for surprises

One day you try to pull his smile by cooking various food as his wife, hoping he'll smile even a tiny bit

Anthon sits and grabs untensils then starts eating

"How's the food, Anthon?" you ask him, smiling

"Good..." his face flat as he continues eating