When they grocery shop, he picks out and weighs the vegetables while she gets the plastic bags and ties. They tease each other, but only they get their jokes.

He (picking up a tomato and gesturing for a plastic bag): Bag!
She (handing him a plastic bag and shivering): Asshole!
He: Are you cold? What a pussy!
She: Of course I am. What a dick!

Later, they get back, and he starts making clam chowder.

He: Want me to make you a clam bisque?
She: Must you? Don’t you like me the way I am?
He: Ha. Ha.
She: What’s a clam bisque, anyway?
He: Oh, about 250 miles an hour.

Right. As you can see, they take turns having the last word.

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