A horror movie
My wife and I often watched horror films and, honestly, I yelled continuously in fear. She reassured me: "Honey, what can be monsters in a rented apartment? They have a mansion, three stories with basement and attic — are there places to hide monsters. And we? The toilet meter on? Calm down." And I was calm. And then... We inherited from her late grandmother two-storey house with basement and attic. At the entrance I suggested darling watched the horror movie. And was sent far, far to light weight all the house lights.