He: What of me you want to cut? impossible, that is unfair, you can't cut it. I can't live without it. I won't be a man anymore. She: That is what I want baby.
He: Excuse me Miss manager, this is the wrong calculation that the customers complain of. She: Shut up. Are you still practising the man's domination. Don't think you can correct me. What I say goes. Now fuck off.
He: Good morning She: Yes, Afandem? Please be professional He: In fact I saw you many times and you look to me a nice lady. Can I marry you? She: Well, I won't deny you the honour of proposing to me. Speak to my family and they will give you an appointment in case I agreed. Bye, nice to meet you.