"I think I broke the scale," he said.
"The small scale we use for weighing food?" she asked.
"Yes."
"But we just got a new battery for it! We just got to start using it again!"
"I know!" he said, getting annoyed.
"How did you break it?" she asked.
"I thought it was waterproof!" He was drying the scale with a kitchen towel, rubbing vigorously.
"Wait. You what?"
"I ran it under the tap to clean it..." he said, opening the battery compartment, taking the battering out and blowing on it.
"You what?!"
"It's a kitchen scale!"
"Are you kidding me?"
"You use it in the kitchen! It's supposed to be waterproof!" he wailed.
"Why? Because it rains in the kitchen?" She started to laugh. "Because people like to cook in their pools?"
"Stop it!"
"Never mind, honey, I'm sure it'll be fine..."
She walked out of the kitchen, giggling.