[If there are pillows on the chair- any kind, back, butt, arm, whatever- they are getting thrown at him. If not, she is stripping off the loose knit purple cardigan off her own shoulders to throw at him. Because while trolling was fun, the honor of her husband- her real, flesh and blood one- was way more important. So violence was clearly the answer.]

Wow. I'm sorry. I didn't know Baltimore was code for 'head so far up my own ass I smell last week's Chinese take out.' Seriously? You think Will sent me?