Mrs.Sannan: “What would you do if I died? Would you get married again?”
Mr.Sannan: “Definitely not!”
Mrs.Sannan: “Why not - don’t you like being married?”
Mr.Sannan: “Of course I do.”
Mrs.Sannan: “Then why wouldn’t you remarry?”
Mr.Sannan: “Okay, I’d get married again.”
Mrs.Sannan: "You would? (with a hurtful look on her face).
Mr.Sannan: (makes audible groan).
Mrs.Sannan: ‘Would you live in our house?’
Mr.Sannan: ‘Sure, it’s a great house.’
Mrs.Sannan: ‘Would you sleep with her in our bed?’
Mr.Sannan: ‘Where else would we sleep?’
**Mrs.Sannan: **‘Would you let her drive my car?’
**Mr.Sannan: **‘Probably, it is almost new.’
Mrs.Sannan: ‘Would you replace my pictures with hers?’
Mr.Sannan: ‘That would seem like the proper thing to do.’
Mrs.Sannan: ‘Would you give her my jewellry?’
Mr.Sannan: ‘No, I’m sure she’d want her own.’
**Mrs.Sannan: **‘Would she wear my shoes?’
Mr.Sannan: ‘No, her size is 6.’
Mrs.Sannan: Silence…
Mr.Sannan: ‘****’.