A … what was that again?

He had just returned home, after a four day meeting at a midwestern location known to some as That State Up North …

She: “I suppose you’d like some lunch.”

He: “That would be good.”

She: “I could make you a hamburger.”

He: “No thanks.”

She: “No?”

He: “It would look funny at work. Smell funny too. What the hell happened to you? That’s assuming you didn’t make me a good hamburger. Then I wouldn’t get to work at all.”

She: “Are you aware …”

He: “You will not slap a price tag on me and haul me off to the thrift shop!”

She: “Are you alert?

He: “Not that I’m aware …”

She: “I missed you.”