"Crossaints?" Ray asked, eying a packet.
"Let's keep to the essentials," Anne said. "Money's tight."
"I guess beers are out of the question then?" he said, holding up a four-pack with pleading eyes.
Anne shook her head. "Put them back."
Back home, seated in front of the TV, Anne ripped the packaging off a luxury box of chocolates.
"Hey, wait a minute," Ray said. "We can't afford them."
Anne looked like she'd taken offence. Pushing two chocolates into her mouth, she said, "Everyone's allowed the occasional treat, aren't they?"