"I've had it with this heat. I can't breathe, I keep coughing and
the doctor still hasn't come to see me."

"It's a life full of trap doors, my sweet. Only yesterday I fell down
one and landed flat on my back. Now all I can do is wish the day
away until bedtime."

"It's a good job we're in bed, then."

"It certainly is. Shall we smoke some lung destroying tobacco?"

"Sounds perfect, but first come here and give me a cuddle."

"We are awful, aren't we?"

"I wouldn't have it any other way."

"Oh, I do love you."

"As I love you. "

"Kiss me, you miserable *****."

"He-he, there's more than that on the menu."