Jack: I am sick of lying around in the bed all day long. *sulks*
Jill: I know. But you need to rest for three more weeks. No concession.
Jack: I feel like strolling in open for a while.
Jill: You have a fractured leg. You cannot roam around.
Jack: I need fresh air. I am suffocating in this room.
Jill: Umm…I have an idea that could make you feel better.
Jack: What’s that?
Jill: Let’s go on a long drive. I will drive.
Jack: You know what sweetie? It worked, like a charm.
Jack: Yes, I am feeling fresher already.
Jill: You would never let me drive your new car, would you? *shrugs*
Jack: Please shut the door when you leave. *pretends sleeping*