| Mr. and Mrs. Feline were out on an evening walk in Paris. |
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 | My dear, I have a lovely (anecdote) about my day for you. | |
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| Oh really? Do tell! But be (articulate) with your words, dear. | |
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| Mrs. Feline began to stutter, feeling quite a bit of (animosity.) She could sense the (antagonisticness) of her husband's words. |
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| Really dear, there's no need to be so (belittling.) | |
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| Your stories are always so dry, so, (arid.) You have so much trouble (ascertaining) your words... | |
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| Feeling that she could not reach (appeasement,) she walked away. |
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| Sayonara! | |
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| Wait! Where are you going? | |
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