After eating dinner last night, I carried my glass of wine into the family room to relax on the couch. I expected Greg to join me after clearing the table. A moment later, I heard running water.
“What are you doing?” I asked. “Oh, that has got to be a crime.”
“What has got to be a crime?” Greg asked.
“Washing dishes while drinking a glass of wine,” I replied.
“Why is that a crime?” Greg asked.
“How could you possibly enjoy a glass of wine while you’re doing dishes?” I asked, astonished.
“How could I possibly enjoy doing dishes without a glass of wine?” Greg asked.