Laura: I had trouble sleeping last night.
Me: That stinks. You were tossing and turning quite a bit. Do you remember scratching me in the nose?
Laura: Oops. No. I’m certain I was sleeping then. Come to think of it, maybe I slept better than I thought.
Me: (With a teensy bit of sarcasm) Well I’m sure glad to hear it.
Laura: Hey, don’t be short at me. You’re the one who married Wolverine.