The Set-Up: A contractor is working in my kitchen this week. He's listening to a John Grisham book on tape as he works, and we've discussed Grisham's books. Also the fact that I write romance novels.
The Scene: I walk into the room as Grisham (on tape) recounts a sex scene. Actually, he describes his character's confused feelings about the woman after having "done the deed."
contractor: "See? Grisham writes romance, too."
me (smirking) "Sex isn't the same as romance."
contractor: "Yes, it is."