My wife, well, she's what you'd call a 'beautiful woman'. There's this guy named Nakata who lives next door in our apartment building. He's one of those types, you know? Every time we run into each other in the morning, he'll say stuff like, 'Your wife is really beautiful' or 'You look great today,' and it's never clear if he's joking or just being polite. Either way, he can't stop 'praising' her.
