She (de-plaiting): “Uh-huh, err, yeah”.
Me: “You mean you didn’t?”
She: “Well, you put me on my back and used my breast as a pillow”. (I do, they are plumptious)
Me: “But, darling, we do that most nights and you say you sleep ok?”
She: “Oh, I do. But last night you told me to stop snoring”. (I have no recollection of this)
Me (puzzled): “And…”