Airing His Doubts

(My fiancé usually tries to convince me one way or another to bring him food or drinks, even if it means me going to the store to buy soda. This is just one tactic he’s used recently to this end:)

Fiancé: “I’m thirsty.”

Me: “So get a drink.”

Fiancé: “We don’t have anything.”

Me: “We have water.”

Fiancé: “No such thing. Water doesn’t exist.”

Me: *pointing to my bottle half full of water* “Then what am I drinking?”

Fiancé: “Air.”

Me: “What’s the liquid?”

Fiancé: “Wet air.”