Richard finishes his breakfast and stands up to pick out his outfit for the day. He picks out grey pants, a pale green button down shirt, and a dark grey sweater. He finds the drawer that Hyacinth put his socks and underwear in. He picks up a pair of socks and a pair of briefs.
Hyacinth comes up to Richard and puts her hand on his shoulder. "That outfit is very nice, Richard."
"Thank you, Hyacinth." Richard says as he turns towards her slightly. He watches his wife carefully. She looks at peace with herself for once.
Hyacinth picks out a lilac day dress to wear and she finds shoes to go with it. She turns to the dresser and takes out a bra, a pair of underwear and a pair of pantyhose. It feels funny not to be searching for a matching hat, but decided not to bring any with her.
Richard was going to change in the bathroom, but since Hyacinth has already seen him naked today once more isn't going to change anything. He pulls his pyjama pants off and pulls his underwear on. He can feel Hyacinth's eyes roam over his body. All he can do is smile at the fact that she is still attracted to him. He pulls his pants on. When he looks up she is putting her underwear on and then he watches her take her nightgown off and put her bra on. She hasn't let him see her naked in years. She's still very beautiful and he hasn't told her enough. He watches her pull a slip on. "You're beautiful, Hyacinth." Richard whispers.
Hyacinth blushes under Richard's praise. It's been so long since he's been so complimentary. "Thank you, my darling. That's sweet of you to say."
"I'm still capable of being sweet, I'm just a little out of practice." Richard buttons his dress shirt.
"I'm sure we're both out of practice, but we'll be back in practice very quickly." Hyacinth pulls her dress on and reaches around to zip it up.
Richard pulls his sweater on over his head. Hyacinth struggles to get the zipper to the top of the dress, but manages. "You look lovely, Hyacinth."
"Thank you, Richard. Shall we go then?" Hyacinth asks nervously.
"Yes, let's go. Don't worry about this. We'll be fine." Richard puts his arm around Hyacinth's shoulders as they walk out of the room.
"He's going to blame me for how our relationship has gone. Even I would do that." Hyacinth wrings her hands.
"He better not blame you or we'll leave." Richard says firmly. They enter Dr. Feld's office and sit down.
"Are you the Buckets?" Dr. Feld's receptionist, Cicely asks.
Hyacinth is about to correct the receptionist when she decides not to. Richard is surprised when Hyacinth doesn't say anything about the supposed mispronunciation of her last name. All she says is, "Yes, that's right."