Prompt: supermarket
Kim sighed as Tony put yet another bag of chips into the grocery cart. She reached in and took them out, putting them back on the shelf and reaching for a different brand.
"I don't like those," Tony said, pouting extravagantly. He did this every shopping trip. She wasn't even sure why he came. He wasn't ever going to get what he wanted.
"These are better for you," she said as she pointed to the new bag of chips, "No fat, no grease."
"No taste," Tony echoed, "I'm forty years old Kim, why don't I get to choose my own food?"
"Because you're forty and you have to start taking care of yourself. Otherwise you won't be so sexy anymore and I'll leave you for an 18 year old."
"Then he'd be a dead 18 year old."'
Kim smiled at him, "You're adorable when you're possessive and jealous. I could do you right here in the produce."
"Kim!" Tony yelled, his face turning red. He sighed deeply, "When you're forty will you finally have control over that mouth of yours?"
Kim smiled, "Last night you said I had great control over my mouth."
Tony blushed again, "I'm going to wait by the checkout line."'
"Okay," Kim said, watching him go. When he was halfway down the aisle she yelled, "Hey, Tony, would you pick up some more condoms on your way there?"
He didn't respond vocally, but he did give her a rather dirty hand gesture.
"Well, that's just rude," she said as she reached for the rice cakes.