"Sweetheart?" "Hmmm?" "Sweetheart, where is that chocolate?" "Hmmm? What chocolate?" "Don't play with me... when I left a minute ago, there was a piece of a huge Hershey bar sitting right here on the bedside table. Now I come back to bed and it is gone. Where is it?" "Oh, that... I ate it." "Oh, thanks... didn't even save me a..." *kiss* "Um... no, you didn't." "What?" "You didn't eat it. If you had eaten it, I would have been able to _taste_ it when I kissed you. And I can't. So..." "Well, maybe you aren't kissing me in the right place?" "What? And where am I supposed to..." *giggle* "Try a little... lower." "What..." "Try... a _lot_ lower." *pause* "Um... what's this?" *giggle* "Hershey's, of course." "Oh, my..."