“Maybe we shouldn’t even get married in the first place if we’re going to fight over stupid things like this. If I’m going to constantly be triggered by the way his face looks.” “You’re so stupid,” Dr. Ham said, laughing again. “What?! You…you can’t call me stupid. I’m not stupid.” “You’re being stupid,” he said, grinning infuriatingly. “It’s not the fights that matter. It’s the repairs.”
