The One With the Bathroom Toll

Walking out of the bathroom doorway, when Husby stops in front of me:

H.I.T.: What are you doing?

Husby: Stop trying to touch my butt!

H.I.T.: I’m not... [Husby refuses to budge] Excuse me...

Husby: You are too, and I’m giving you the perfect opportunity.

H.I.T.: Fine. Toll paid. Good night.

Husby: Told you so.