She doesn’t enjoy getting her nails done, but she likes the result. It seems a shame to put up with two hours of something you don’t like but we paid for, but we went again. That’s where I am now.
Maybe when she’s done we’ll pick up some Indian food but maybe not because we haven’t discussed dinner yet.
I can always smell when my wife has done her nails. I loudly ask if she’s running a body shop because of the paint smell.