My wife came home from work and stormed into the bedroom.
She looked at me, sat on the edge of the bed, and sighed deeply."I get the impression you aren't being loyal to me," she said.
"Why?" I frowned.
"You've been very quiet recently," she continued, "and you're always hanging around with that woman from work...Rachel?"
"Rochelle," coughed a voice from the wardrobe.
