Dooku: Where do want to eat tonight?
Mrs. Dooku: Oh, I don’t care. Any place is fine.
Dooku: OK, how about…Sushi?
Mrs. Dooku: ::makes icky face::
Dooku: Pizza?
Mrs. Dooku: Hmmm…eh…
Dooku: Italian?
Mrs. Dooku: Maybe…
Dooku: So you DO care.
Mrs. Dooku: No, no - any place is fine.
Dooku: Indian food?
Mrs. Dooku: ::looks up at ceiling:: Mmm…what else?
::Dooku gnaws off hand, bleeds out::
Dooku: I’m going out for a few beers and watch football with the guys - is that OK?
Mrs. Dooku: That’s fine. Tell everyone I said hello.
Dooku: Are you sure?
Mrs. Dooku: Yes, yes, have a good time.
::Dooku returns home::
Dooku: Why are you acting mad at me?
Mrs. Dooku: I wanted you to stay home and go to the beach with me today.
::Dooku leaps out window in front of bus::
Dooku: OK, so it’s down to Ghost World, or Kate and Leopold?
Mrs. Dooku: I don’t care - what do you want to rent?
Dooku: Well, I’ve been wanting to see Ghost World, but I will watch whatever you want to watch.
Mrs. Dooku: Let’s watch Ghost World. I heard it was good.
::movie is over::
Dooku: What did you think?
Mrs. Dooku: I liked it! It was funny!
::Dooku comes home next day, Mrs. Dooku is on the phone and doesn’t realize he’s home::
Mrs. Dooku: Yeah, we saw some boring weird movie last night. I wanted to rent Kate and Leopold…
::Dooku crams knitting needles into eyes::
Seriously, WHAT is up with this? What can’t you just say what you mean? Is this some sort of test? I’m not a goddamn SOOTHSAYER. If you tell me your opinion of something, I’m going to take your goddamn word for it, not search for the “real” or “hidden” meaning. What are you, the freakin’ Riddler? I love you, but you’re whipping me here.
Fuck FUCK FUCK!!!