SH: I can't believe that pothole did that much damage. The place I bought the wheels doesn't have any more of this model and the closest place to get it repaired is in Chicago, right next to the customer site I was visiting on Thursday.
Me: That's too bad.
The damaged wheel. Snow tires are going on today.
SH: This is terrible!
SH: It's all your fault.
Me: Me? Why?
SH: Because if you had offered [something to entice me into staying home Thursday night instead of going out to the bar to sing], then I wouldn't have gone out and I wouldn't have hit that pothole.
Me: You could have asked.