-Next time we sit down for dinner and I ask you what you would like to drink - Mr Ambrose whispered, leaning towards me - do try not to answer "Your blood, with soda". It doesn't really fit the role of a loving wife.
-Next time we sit down for dinner and I ask you what you would like to drink - Mr Ambrose whispered, leaning towards me - do try not to answer "Your blood, with soda". It doesn't really fit the role of a loving wife.