Well, let me tell you, folks, we're talking about a thirteen-year marriage, right? Thirteen years. And what's the glue? Pot pies! That's the secret! You see, the smell of a pot pie isn't just a delicious aroma; it's a kind of early warning system. Like a canary in a coal mine, but if the canary was made of flaky crust and savory filling. If you catch a whiff of that chicken à la king, and it smells a little... off? Uh oh. You know you've got household issues. Maybe the toilet's running, or perhaps your spouse just remembered they promised to help your sister move a sofa. That's the signal!