Missing Ring?

Last Saturday night Anna and I returned some movies and decided to go get some pizza at a place near where we used to live. I walked in while Anna stayed in the car with Lucy. After I had ordered I was talking to the guy behind the counter (he kind of knows us, but only from us going there so much). Well he turned away to do something and for some reason I looked down at my hands and noticed my wedding ring was missing. The I glanced up at him, and noticed that he saw me looking at my bare finger. Then I quickly tried to cover up my hand. Why? I don't know, I didn't want him to think I was a bad guy or something. I don't know. So then he asked how "my friend" was. And I said, "You mean my wife?" And he said, "Well I didn't see your wedding ring. Where is your ring?" So I said "I have NO IDEA!" So I told him I would be right back. I went into the car and told Anna I had some bad news for her, "I have NO IDEA where my wedding ring is." He response was typical, "What!? Are you serious!?" ( said with the largest serving of sarcasm allowed in the US). Well we looked in the car and couldn't find it. So we got our pizza and went home (very quiet trip). When we got home I started searching, a minute later while searching in the bathroom Anna came in and got down on her knee and presented me with the ring. She found it on the sofa. Later she said that she should have held out on giving it to me for a bit so that I could suffer a bit more, but...

I plan on getting it resized.. .sometime soon. Hahaha.