Having a dispute with a local brewer?: "That brewer's a low-life, cheating scum. You'd be better off drinking horse urine than his brews. If he weren't my husband, I'd have him run out of town."
- He's your husband?: "Astonishing, isn't it? I could have done much better, but he got me sick on his abominable brew and I wasn't in my right mind when I agreed to marry him. Whoever sells the most each day gets to sleep on the bed that night, so what'll it be, friend?"