Sandy: Do you know what time it is? Where were you? Ken: Just calm down, okay? I had to take a client out —it's part of my job. Sandy: Oh, you always say that. Why didn't you at least call and tell me you'd be home late? Ken: I just forgot—I'm sorry, all right? There's no point in talking about it now. Sandy: But I want to talk about it. I had dinner ready at seven, and besides that... Ken: Well, then it's a red-letter day! You've been going out at night with your friends so much lately,
