Nancy: Ow, George! What are you doing?
George: [pops his head out of the covers] Uh... You know, uh... Pleasuring you.
Nancy: Well, stop it!
George: You don't like the move?
Nancy: No. I don't.
George: You're kidding.
Nancy: No, I'm not. It feels like aliens poking at my body.
George: Sorry. I'll just go back to my usual routine.