T: Uh...uh...Can we just have the dessert menu?
Waiter: Off course ma'am
T: *shrugs* I dont know wine.

D: Urgh, then scoot over and lemme back in bed. Nothings wrong with me idiot. *Affectionately* You're worrying about nothing, see? *Presses against him, resting head in crook of his neck* Tell me about the nughtmare...