She: We need a new thermostat.
She: Because the old one is broken, and there’s something about elbowing you between the ribs every midnight to turn off the heat that begins to grate on the nerves.
He: Be right back.
She: Where are you going?
He: To buy a new thermostat.
She: But what kind of thermostat?
He: One that works.
She: But what will it look like?
He: Like a thermostat.
She: But the old one is nice. It’s modern; will it look like that?
He: (frantic sound of Googling thermostat manufacturers) Yes, it will look
She: But how big will it be?
He: It will be the approximate size of a thermostat.
She: But will it be big enough to cover the old thermostat marks? Because repainting the wall sounds bleck.
He: (frantic sound of Googling measurements) Yes, turns out the upgraded model is the exact size and will cover the old thermostat marks.
She: Upgraded? But how much will that cost? We don’t want to spend the life savings, you know.
He: (frantic sound of Googling divorce lawyers.)