"Where to?" as he pulled the car out of the driveway.  

"To the Newport Hotel.  We have dinner reservations at 7:00PM."

Tom looked at his wife as he drove to the hotel.  "Mighty cute, but no imagination."  I'm sure this fantasy will be a dud like the one two years ago she planned.  He smiled as he remembered how hard she tried but it just fell flat.  No way she was going to top last years Strangers In The Night Fantasy.  He had spent a bundle renting out the penthouse suite to pull it off.

They were halfway thru dinner when Dianna announced she had to go to the ladies room.  

"Okay, where are you really going?"  Tom was getting a kick out of this.  She was trying so hard to be mysterious.  He held her hand and wouldn't let go.  

"Let go of me Tom, you'll ruin everything."

Tom just laughed and held her hand. 

"Well if you must know, I am meeting my contact to give him the ruby necklace I'm wearing.  She moved the collar on her dress slightly to give him a glance of the necklace.

Tom looked shocked when he saw the necklace.  Had to give her credit.  It was an excellent copy of the stolen necklace.  Bringing his real job as detective into the fantasy was an added touch.

He tried to carry on with the fantasy.  "Come on Dianna" as he put his arm around her.  "Follow me."

"Where are you taking me?"  

Before she knew it she was back in their car headed for the Chicago River.  When they got there he took the necklace off her neck.  

"Give that back to me.  What are you doing?"

"Dianna you could get 10 to 15 years if caught with this stolen property.  The only way for me to protect you is to throw it into the Chicago River."  He got out of the car and walked to the edge of the river.  He held up his hand ready to throw it when Dianna ran up to him and grabbed it out of his hand.

"Are you crazy?"  "They will kill us both if they don't get the necklace."

"Who will kill us?"

"I don't know.  Take me back to the hotel."

"Okay calm down Dianna."  As he drove back to the hotel he was going to let her take the lead in the fantasy.  After all, it was her idea.