At the village fair, the old woman took his hand and said, 'thank ye so very much,' her eyes welling with gratitude.

My grandmother always warned me, 'too much bed makes a dull head,' whenever I stayed in on weekends.

As the conversation became heated and she kept insisting she hadn't taken the documents, he whispered under his breath, 'methinks the lady doth protest too much.'

After she insisted she had never met him, his friend remarked, 'the lady doth protest too much, methinks,' and the rumor only intensified.

Watching him deny the accusation for the third time, she leaned closer and whispered, 'methinks thou dost protest too much,' unconvinced.

I walked up to the counter and asked, "how much do I owe you?"