It was when I just started dating my future husband. We talk, we flirt with each other. He talks about his accomplishments in the square. I, dreamingly, ask a question with a hint:
Can you carry 55 kg long on your hands?
He obviously did not understand my hint, he replies:
If I make a pen, I can wear it for a long time.
I kept silent for a moment:
No one has ever called me a fool with a pen.