The scene: A typical Thursday night (last night, to be exact).
The players: Brian and myself. Penny was probably sleeping somewhere she's not supposed to be sleeping.
The time: Late evening, sometime after our nightly Jeopardy ritual.
Brian: Baby, while you're in the kitchen, will you get me some Tums?
Me: God, I love it when you talk dirty to me.
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