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(Friday afternoon, leaving NP and JP's townhouse)

NP (touching foreheads): Bye, sweetie.
JP: Sugar pumpkin.
NP: Honey cakes.
JP: Nutella face.
NP: Bye.
JP: Bye. Have fun.
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(EXT: entering EB's car)

EB: So the surprise naked empress thing... is that the sort of shenanigans you guys get up to on a regular basis?
NP: Oh, it's all about keeping it fresh, as far as I'm concerned. It's like when I hit him with the fake honey-do list.
EB: What's that?
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(driving)

NP: That's when I call him over with the Wife Voice, y'know, "honey, could you do something for me?" and he thinks I'm gonna make him, like, shampoo the cat or repaint the linen closet or something, but he's like "yes dear". Because, y'know, I've got him trained.
EB: Well, yeah. You gotta.
NP: And then I go "honey, could you please do me a greeeat big favour and bend me over the kitchen counter and fuck me like my G-spot killed your father and your dick is out for revenge?"
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EB: And he never sees that move coming?
NP: Well, about half the time, I actually make him shampoo the cat.
EB: Ah.