No, they won't be, will they? She revels in that, knows that he's right. If this is their lives, him and her, then they won't let it be boring. She's still so cautious and wary, though, unsure of whether something is going to happen to steal him away again. Only, those thoughts are robbed away when he calls her Mrs. Rogers, and old fantasies flood her, making her clasp onto his arm so that she can stare straightforward and her reaction isn't instantly seen on her face.

"For my darling husband? Anything," she assures, taking in a sharp breath. "I'm going to go gossip with the other housewives," she says. "Will you be able to talk to him until I can bump by and coax information from him?"