Tim: The other day, when you asked me what I was feeling, I told you, and you jumped down my throat.
Jill: You're right. It wasn't fair. If I'm going to ask for your feelings, then I should be able to accept them no matter what they are.
Tim: And not hit me in the head with a croquet ball.
Jill: Sorry about that.
Tim: I'm not sure you should kiss your patients in that part of the peanut.