Then the fight started.....

Came home from work, and my wife asked about the new temp my co-worker told her was working with me.
“How old is she?”..... “27”
“Is she married?”......”Not sure - don’t think so”
“What ethnicity is she?”.....”Hispanic”
“How tall is she?”
At this point I walked up to her, grabbed her around the waist, bent her back in a tango-dip fashion and gave the most passionate kiss. Stood her up, hugged her, cupping her butt in my hands, and kissed her again, lightly, but very slowly on the forehead. Placing my hands on her shoulders, I drew back, looked deep into her eyes, and said:
“She’s about 2 inches taller than you”