I'm not saying anything. [He turns to her, pretending to zip his lips before going back to situating the stove.] I'm just making my lovely wife a hamburger and then going back to work.
What? [He laughs glancing at her.] The only fault in that plan is we don't have any carrots. You ate them all last night and neither of us have gone out today.
[He says that slyly glancing at her with a wiggling brow before giving a huff.] That was done without the assistance of carrots. Maybe next time. I'm just saying you go on your carrot binges. You finished them up last night, I'll pick some up later.
You have eyebags under eyebags; you got to school then work then you come home and take of me and still have time to study. I'm proud of you but you also need to rest or one day you'll explode.
We're adults, Iris. It's not like my dad's going to help. You can't work and being at the observatory helps with my studies. Classes are about to be over... So we'll be okay, promise.