About two hours after we packed up the leftovers of the luscious take-out dinner The Fella brought home, I opened up the topic.
Elsa: [tentatively] I’m thinking about eating the rest of this Indian food.
The Fella: I want you to!
Elsa: Okay then. [solemnly] We’re in agreement.
Then he took out the trash and ran to the car. When he came back, he said “I may have bought you Coke and ice cream.”