Love hurts!

Her: "I swear to God I don't know how he deals with that woman!"

Me: "Huh?"

Her: "I said, I swear to God I don't know how he deals with that woman!"

Me: "Huh?"

I woke up on a bus to Tucson clutching a box of Cheerios and a roll of dimes, nursing a strong conviction that the fact that she didn't really get it wasn't all that relevant.