“You’re too funny.”
“Why? What did I do?”
She was laughing too hard to be taken aback. “What do you mean?” Snort.
“If I was too funny, then I wasn’t just the right amount of funny. When did I cross the line?”
Her hysterics subsided. “I’m not sure.” She instinctively reached for his hand.
“I simply showed you the comic, which I thought was simply funny, and then reiterated that I like the man in the last panel would be thinking about how the bear might defend himself from…”