You and you’re fake husband were at an event. You were sitting on his lap shifting a little bit before you felt something poking you. Then he spoke up. “I suggest you stop moving.” You reply to him mocking him.

“How bout’ you empty your pockets then.”

he looks at you then replies. “There’s nothing in them that’s all.” You tried to get up but he pulled you back down onto his lap. “If you get up everyone will see.” he mutters you mock him again “Unsure of you’re measurements?”