"Look!" he said.
"What?" she said.
"Didn't you notice?" He waved his hand, dramatically.
"Um, what am I supposed to be looking at?" She was bemused.
"I took out the trash! See? New bags in the bin, no recycling outside the back door..." He grinned, triumphant.
"Oh, boy," she said, heaving a very big sigh.
"What?" he asked, worried that, in spite of all this, he had managed to do something wrong.
"Now I have to do all that paperwork," she said, sighing again.
"What are you talking about?"
"Well, you know what the Swedes are like..."
"Honey. WHAT. ARE. YOU. TALKING. ABOUT?"
"I have to nominate you now, and the nomination take a lot of paperwork. They don't just give the Nobel prize for House Cleaning out without proper evidence!"
"Watch this," he said, turning away from her, "and tell me what you see." He stalked out of the kitchen, head held high.
"I see you, and I see you ignoring me!" she laughed, very familiar with this game they'd played since before they were even married.
There was no reply.
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