"Whoever made this should be jailed for false advertising. See this?" Ariel held up her cup of jello. Tristan looked from his laptop screen to it. He nodded waiting for his wife to elaborate and she did.
"It says that this is strawberry but it tastes like raspberry. Who does that?"
"Do you think that they made an entire batch of strawberry jello? Then they realized that they were out of labels, so they just grabbed the nearest ones and slept raspberry on it. If it's that kind of mistake, then I can forgive them,"
"But if they just did this in order to mess with us poor consumers, I will never forgive them," Tristan gave Ariel a look.
"Darling, you are far from poor," Dipping a spoon into the very jello that she was complaining about, Ariel put it in her mouth and swallowed. Then she gave Tristan an affronted look.
