Consummate Will Make You Late

(After our wedding, my brother drives my wife and me to the airport to begin our honeymoon. All the way there, I can tell there is something on his mind, but he keeps quiet. As he is helping us with the bags, I realize he is trying to find some suitably delicate way of asking my wife if she had kept her maiden name, or taken mine.)

Brother: “So, are you properly ‘Mrs. [family name]’ now?”

Wife: *totally misunderstanding* “No, we didn’t have time for that. We hadn’t finished packing!”