You were the wife of James Phelps, everyone know that he have a wife of course but they don't know WHO it is. You were doing Grilled cheese in the kitchen and James walk in.

James: " B_tch, what's for dinner?"

He was kidding of course, he want to see your reaction, you look at him a little hurt and in discomfort.

You: "Grilled cheese.."

You say quietly and vulnerably..

James: "If you ever let me talk to you like that, you better smack the sh*t out of me. If i ever talk to you like that, you understand?"