Frank: Hey, sexy!
Shirley: Oh, you're finally getting around to acknowledging my presence?
Frank: Aw, come on, baby, don't be like that. You know I love you.
Shirley: Well, you certainly have a funny way of showing it. How long has it been? Two? Three weeks?
Frank: Yeah, but, you know, I had...stuff to do.
Shirley: Mmm hmm.
Frank: I had to, like, buy a toaster. And a vacuum. And a water filter for my fridge. Those things don't just replace themselves, you know.
Shirley: And that took you three weeks?
Frank: No. But...but my ear hurt, too. It still does. I have to put drops in it and everything.
Shirley: And that affects your ability to type?
Frank: Yes! Have you tried typing with your head at a 90 degree angle? It's not easy. I should know. Plus, school started back up, and I have a ton of work to do. So, it's not like I've just been sitting around, doing nothing--
Shirley: You've been making furniture for your Sims again, haven't you?
Frank: What? No. What?
Shirley: Tell me the truth.
Frank: Well, okay, maybe...
(I'm a featured creator, baby! Don't hate the playa, hate the game.)