Separate tables
Franz: dear, sorry to bother you with such an apparent trivial matter, but I can´t share the dinner table with you no more.
Your unbearable food antics, like mixing pasta and rice, or beans and fish, make me sick every evening.
So, either you change your choices at the table, or else!
Megan: or else, then! Besides, how could I go on living with a man without a refined culinary taste?
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