“So, where do you want to go to dinner?” Theo asked, sitting up and reaching for his watch.
“I don’t know. I thought we were staying in tonight?” Jennifer remained unmoving in their bed, boring a hole through the back of his head.
“Change of plans, babe. The game’s on at Gino’s.”
“You want to go to a sport’s bar on our date night?”
“Well, yeah. You were satisfied, weren’t you?” He turned as she stormed into the bathroom
“I wouldn’t know. What time does the mail come tomorrow?”
“What? The mail lady?”
“At least, she knows what she’s doing.”