My-wife-knot-my-dog «Best»

(to Arlo) One week. Don’t kill her.

Deal.

Tom and Linda stare at him.

We don’t do favors. We do court-ordered modifications.

Arlo stands up.

(quietly) I’m sorry about the pillow. The peeing.

She said “tie.” We used to be good at knots. Camping. Rope. Us. What happened, Bruce? my-wife-knot-my-dog

He answers.