"Jeff, put me down, are you crazy? What's into you? HONEY! Put me down, please!" She was telling him, but he was not paying attention at all.
Finally, he realized that his wife had been hitting his chest and asking him to put her down.
"I'm sorry! Sweetheart, but we need to go to the hospital. This is an emergency."
"Honey! I was hoping you could put me down first, and let's talk rationally. We don't need to go to the hospital. alright!"
Jeff finally listened to her request. "Ok! Now you're down, will you please explain why we don't have to go to the emergency room? Because I know why we needed to go to the emergency room."
"Alright, come down first. The red spot is not blood, honey! I accidentally sat on Lea's red nail polish at work. She was so bored at the office that she was painting her nails, then she spilled some on the sofa and did not realize it until it was too late for me. Understand?" Ann was holding her husband's face and pinching his face playfully.
