
I'll probably get in big trouble for posting this, but I just can't resist. The following scene is absolutely true, as best as I can recall...
InT. dining room, morning
Jason and Chandra are discussing whether they should purchase a new baby grand piano.
Chandra
Do you think you'll play it as much as your guitar?
Jason
I don't know. What do you mean?
CHANDRA
Well, I know that you'll probably play it in spurts like your guitar, but do you think it will sit there unused?
JASON
Oh, I doubt it will be unused. A big flat surface like that?
CHANDRA
(Horrified)
We are NOT having sex on the piano!
JASON
(after a beat)
Actually, I figured that mail would get dumped on it.
CHANDRA
(Praying fervently that her father-in-law hasn't heard any of this conversation)
Oh. I don't want to pile it up with mail, either.