Mikkelson: Hey honey, I'm home. Say, pack your things and tell the kids to get ready; We're going to Mykonos!
Mrs. Milkkelson: Oh, but how can we afford it? We have to pay taxes to the Kingdom, there's rent here and everything else.
Mikkelson: No, work is paying for it.
Mrs. Mikkelsomn: Baby, du er den bedste!