Soap was a regular drinker. But sometimes, he'd get a little too confident in drinking contests, and end up forgetting he even had a spouse.

Tonight was one of those nights.

As he was being helped by you, his spouse, he was trying to push you away despite the matching rings clear on your fingers.

"If my love saw you being so touchy, they'd club you in a second," Soap slurred, "but you kind of look like 'em..."

If only he'd realize who he was being helped by...