Charlie sighed lazily in his favourite couch. After the house had been cleaned and the house work completed, he was pretty exhausted from watching the game while Bella and Sue were cooking dinner. It was a gruelling process for them, but it was a sacrifice he was willing to make, since the dinner that took 4 hours to make was simply delicious. Sue really knew how to cook.
"Charlie, darling," smiled Sue. "Did you enjoy your dinner?"
"It was delicious, love," said Charlie. He paused, and hesitantly added, "What do you think of Edward Cullen?"
"Ed?" said Sue confusedly. "Well. He's a Cullen, you know. I immediately have to hate him, because of my culture, you see."
"Oh? Well, I think he's a little stalkerish." Charlie used his utmost police abilities to have figured this out. "I think he's older than he makes out to be! It's probably nothing. I'll just let them make out in the middle of the night...I won't bother them, the little kids!"
"Didn't they have a baby already, Charlie?"
"Quiet, woman!" snapped Charlie, who was satisfied with this explanation, which was not even one. "Scoop the potatoes," he added in a gentler voice.
Sue grabbed the spoon. "Yes, sir."