W: Jeez, give it up!
M: (turns head to look at woman with stunned, curious look on face) Give what up? What do you mean?
W: You know what I mean.
M: Actually, I don't.
W: Well, since you don't appear to know what I'm talking about, I'll tell you. Your incessant whining, you dumbass.
M: I'm not whining.
W: Oh, yes, I do(the do said with a special emphasis) believe you are.
M: I was just sitting here, reading this book.
W: Ah, but I smelled it on your clothes.
M: You smelled IT on my clothes? What did you smell on my clothes?
W: That scent of yours. That scent you give off when you're whining.