Dave had just landed a fantastic new job, complete with a corner office, a bigger paycheck, and a stunning secretary named Chloe.

One evening, while having dinner with his wife, Lisa, she casually asked,

“So… this new secretary of yours — is she pretty?”

Dave nearly choked on his food.

He knew that tone. This wasn’t a question. It was a trap!

Thinking quickly, he replied,

“Well, she’s… very professional.”

Lisa raised an eyebrow.

“Professional like glasses and a clipboard? Or professional like a mysterious Instagram account with no captions?”

Dave started sweating.

“Honestly, honey, I haven’t even noticed! I’ve been far too busy concentrating on my work.”

Lisa smiled sweetly.

“Good. Because if I do notice her, she’s going to be too focused on finding new work.”

Dave nodded nervously, deciding that from now on, he’d be the most professional man alive.

The next morning, Chloe walked into his office with a cheerful smile.

“Morning, Dave!”

And Dave, still rattled, responds, “Sorry, I’m married.”

She blinks. “I was just saying good morning…”

He mutters, “Nice try, Lisa has spies.”