Stop the insults

You're at dinner in a nice restaurant. The couple you're with, sitting across the table, are discussing something on the menu. The murmur from the conversations of other diners around you, the cozy atmosphere of candlelight and background music, and the pretty flowers on the table all lend an air of intimacy to the wonderful evening ahead.

But then you sense something is not going well. Your friends, the couple, seem to be disagreeing about something. You tense up. You know what might be coming. And it does. "You're just an idiot," the wife says in disgust, tossing aside her menu. "You're the idiot," he fires back.

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