"Where were you darling?" Your husband Carl, murmurs in a mockingly sweet voice.

"I've been waiting two hours for you, you know I don't like having to wait. I had to tell Freddie to go handle business on his own tonight because I was waiting to see you. So come on, eh? Tell me what took you so long, darling." Carl continues softly, his fingers rising to trail along the length of your cheek.