Ficticious cries

I tried to come up with a clever title, oh well. Today I have discovered a little routine in marriage. Mark is the type of guy who likes to think out loud. At least once a week I hear, "Oh Gosh!" or a sharp gasp from the other room. This generally leads me to saying "what happened!?", with all the care and concern a wife can have. I imagine that he has hurt himself or something TERRIBLE has happened. But, this is never the case. He usually has forgotten that he is teaching an extra student the following day or he is meeting with a friend in the next half hour. He gets me every time.