Ben is lying on the bed, as Susan enters.
Susan goes into the bathroom.
"Dinner was nice tonight darling," Ben called out.
"Really?" Susan replied, " Is that why I saw you spitting pieces into your napkin?"
"I wasn't spitting your gorgeous food into a napkin. How could you think that? No I just had a very bad…cold."
"Well if you say so dear," Susan emerged from the bathroom, and climbed into bed.
Ben paused, "You know Susan, I've had a great idea, one that would solve all of our problems." Ben faked a grin.
"Let me guess, it involves some sort of dispersion of our children around the globe? Am I correct?" Susan asked.
"Well, in a way yes, but I thought we could send Michael on a camping trip for a couple of um…weeks, so he can learn how to cater for himself."
"By eating bugs, and killing animals, yes Ben it really does sound like a pleasant thing to get our son to do." Susan replied sarcastically.
"Well, do you have a better suggestion?" Ben scowled.
"As a matter of fact I do, I think you should let Michael be your dental assistant for the week." Susan looked for disapproval on Ben's face so she could continue with her attack.
"No way." Ben shouted sharply at her.
"Only for a week, it would teach him to co-operate, behave and give you a chance for father-son bonding." Susan paused.
"I don't want father-son bonding. Michael doesn't want father-son bonding. Neither of us want father-son bonding time!" Ben shouted fiercely.
"I have mother-daughter time with Janey, It's only fair that we both treat our children fairly." Susan stroked Ben's hand.
Ben eased away, "Why? you wanted the mother-daughter bonding time, I don't!"
"Just for a little while, it would please me?" Susan kissed Ben.
"Okay, but don't think you've won. I've needed to get rid of Mrs McGregor for a while. You've given me an excuse."
"Okay. Now, run along. I bet Michael can't wait to hear his new business opportunity!"
Ben scowled again, then walked out the door.