"Ahhh! I GIVE UP!" Cameron screamed. "Rob! How do you get the can opener to work."
"You sing to it." he yelled from the bedroom.
"SING TO IT!?!"
"Yeah it likes 'Here Comes the Sun' by the Beatles the most and then 'Blackbird' but any Beatles song will work." he said coming out of the bedroom.
"You are asking me to sing to an inanimate object you do know that."
"Hey you want tuna."
"And you won't make it for me."
"It's two in the mourning!"
"And I'm pregnant!"
"It's not my fault!" she glared at him. "Ok maybe it is, but it's not my fault you've never used a can opener!"
"Well I didn't throw out the old can opener!"
"This is the same can opener we've had since we've been married!"
"It is? How come now I have to sing to it?"
Chase was relived that Cameron had stop yelling.
"I don't know. About a month ago it wouldn't open anything, and I just started sing 'Here comes the Sun' and it worked. A few days later it wouldn't open anything again until I started singing. It will only open to the Beatles and any other songs beside 'Blackbird' and 'Here Comes the Sun' it makes a really whinny sound."
"Rob, this is a can opener it doesn't care about music."
"That's what they said about plants."
"I won't sing!"
"Fine then just try to open the can."
Chase enjoyed watching her face go from conquering to defeat.
"Fine you win I'll sing to the damn thing."
Chase started back into the bed room when he stopped and turned towards her. "Hey just think of this as practice for the baby!" He ducked just in time.