Me: Nah. As soon as this is over, I’ll forget all about him.
Austin: He’s got a square jaw, fantastic hair and he can bake.
Me: You’re right. He is my type.
A bit later.
Me: But you know, he seems like he’s dumb as a brick. I have no patience for idiots.
Austin: And yet you married me.
Me: As much as you pretend to be a dip, you’re actually very intelligent.
Austin, rushing to get his iPad: Hey Siri, switch to record mode. Say that again.
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