“Good.” Then she waves a pointed finger over me. “And don’t start smiling like that too much.” I didn’t even realize I was smiling. “Why not?” “Because there are fans flapping posters around in the audience asking you to father their children. Women around the world will combust if you hit them with that.” “Wow, one day of marriage and the rules are already coming out in full force. Sorry, I can only smile at my wife,” I joke.
