And by the time her husband, Brint, came home for dinner to break her mood, she was filled with one thought: Why couldn't every day be as pleasant as ...his one had been?She had taken a tip from an advertisement in a magazine and bought Stouffer's frozen seafood for dinner. It looked very elegant in the pastry shells she'd gotten from the supermarket, and it looked as though she'd been slaving for hours to make it when in reality it took only twelve minutes to heat.At the table sat her husband,. He smirked. Shit, I may need some clean underwear at this rate she thought."Well, while we wait, do you fancy getting a coffee?"Wait, what?! Panic stations! She looked at him, mouth open, trying to find the words. Yes, yes, a thousand times yes! I would rather you fucked me though! Again with that smirk?"I'll take that as a yes then?" He winked. Oh my god he winked.She was in such a daze, she didn't remember walking with him to the coffee shop in the station. She didn't remember telling him. "Got to pay more for quality Red." Turning to Josh Dillon said, "Thought you didn't drink whiskey Josh."Taking a sip of his drink Josh answered, "Don't normally but this isn't a normal time. One or two won't hurt me."A few minutes later Josh motioned to the bartender for three more. As the man poured Josh said, "Heard I might find a fellar named Jackson in here. Got a business proposition for him. You know the man?"Nodding the bartender replied, "He's not here tonight but he should be in. Stalin for time." But you said we were going to Italy on a related matter, Mr. Peabody. How is that related?" Well, I want you to see the monument the Italians built to honor the founder of the Soviet Union." I didn't know they had one. What's it called?" Sherman, I'm surprised you've never heard of the... Lenin Tower of Pisa." Don't go hurryin' off on our account, guys," said Bullwinkle. "Heh heh! Get it?" Actually, no. Say goodbye, Sherman. It's time we were... Putin on the Ritz." Goodbye.".