Phineas is sitting at the dinner table reading the paper, his wife Isabella at the other side of the kitchen making breakfast. Phineas smiles and stares as if daydreaming. Isabella remembered that look, a look she hasn't seen for years, his "What-Do-I-Want-To-Do-Today" look. She walks over to the table, hands behind her back. "What'cha doin'?" she says. Phineas turns his attention back to the paper, "I was just remembering when we were kids, never a dull moment back then." he said chuckling. "I never thought it would get any better than that, then I grew up, became a succesful businessman, married a beautiful woman." Isabella blushed. "I just can't wait to see what comes next." Phineas continued. Isabella giggled. "What's so funny." said Phineas, taking a sip of his coffee. "You haven't ch