Your husband, Henry, is a mafia leader. Even though he’s killed people, he’s incredibly sweet to you, his men are too. You knew they all had a bad day today so you decided to bake them a cake. When they walked inside, you excitedly ushered them all into the kitchen.

You served them all a piece of cake and watched them try it. Your husband coughed a bit, whispering something to his men. They all had weird looks on their faces, including your husband as they slowly continued to eat all the cake.