Set some time around 2007 or 2008; an overnight snowfall brings Tony and Angela's son Robert a windfall of cash.
Snowfall
Tony and Angela were woken up by a couple of sharp knocks on their bedroom door, "Mom, Dad; the snow is piling up, I'm going outside to shovel."
"All right," his father answered, "I'll be out as soon as I kiss your mom good morning."
"Great, see you in a couple of hours then," and he was down the stairs and out the door quickly enough to avoid his parents reactions.
Angela laughed.
"Oh, the mouth on that kid. Did you hear that?" Tony asked Angela unnecessarily.
"Can't imagine where he gets it," was Angela's teasing answer.
They looked at each other for a moment, then both said, "Mona," at the same time.
Tony started to throw the covers off, but Angela pulled him back toward her, "Tony, we have a perfectly healthy teenaged boy; why should you shovel? I can think of much better ways for you to exercise," she then kissed him, pushing him back on the bed to make sure there was no way he could misunderstand her.
When they finally stopped kissing Tony looked at his wife in mock amazement, "Angela, I can't believe you just seduced me."
"Well, you are easy," she teased, drifting her fingers around his chest.
"I am, am I?" he responded in kind as he altered the game by rolling over, thereby capturing Angela and kissing along her neckline.
"Yes, thank goodness," she whispered in delight.
In the outside world, Robert finished clearing the snow from the walk and driveway. Figuring he still had plenty of time, and wanting to pick up some fast cash, he stopped by the neighbor's house to shovel for them. Then he proceeded to the next neighbor; and the next, and the next. In fact, by the time Robert felt it was safe to return home, their street was the cleanest in the neighborhood.