Mr. Johnson and his secretary are on a train heading to Paris. They are just about to go to sleep when the secretary, who has a crush on her boss, says in a seductive voice says, “I’m a little cold, could I borrow your blanket?” Her boss replies “How would you like to be Mrs. Johnson for awhile?” The secretary jumps at the chance and begins to get out of bed. He then says “Good, then you can get your own fucking blanket.”