Scene: Average weeknight. Mr. V and Rita watching The West Wing together, folding laundry.
RITA: The dryer must have eaten one of your socks - this one is missing its mate.
MR. V.: Oh no! Those are my running socks - it's the only pair I like.
RITA: No, you don't like these - they give you blisters, remember?
MR. V.: Oh, you're right; I forgot.
They continue watching TV.
MR. V.: So when do you think we get to become that cute old married couple?
RITA: ... I think we just did.
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