"Chanmi, why won't you pay attention to me?" Jackson asked as he poked her shoulder.

"I'm trying to paint," she replied.

"But I'm your husband."

"Does it look like I give a fuck?" Chanmi asked as she turned around on her stool.

Jackson pouted. "You're so mean. I just wanted some attention from my wife."

"You're such an attention whore."

"For you."

"You cheeky bitch," Chanmi said.

"That's me."