Seems like good advice too me
I couldn’t tell what the guy said to her, but it looked as though she maybe liked hearing it? 
A man works as a train driver in Bulgaria. One day, he falls asleep at the controls and accidentally runs over someone walking on the tracks. He’s arrested, goes to trial, and is sentenced to death.
On death row, the executioner asks him, “What would you like for your last meal?”
“I’d like a banana,” the man says.
The executioner finds it strange but shrugs and brings him a banana. The man eats it, is strapped into the electric chair, and the switch is flipped.
Nothing happens.
In Bulgaria, a failed execution is considered an act of divine intervention, and the man is released.
A few months later, the man is driving trains again for a different company. Unfortunately, old habits die hard. He falls asleep at the controls once more, this time killing two people. He’s arrested, tried, and sentenced to death again.
Back on death row, the same executioner approaches him.
“You again? What do you want for your last meal this time?”
“Two bananas, please.”
Shaking his head, the executioner gives him the bananas. The man eats them, is strapped into the chair, and the switch is flipped.
Nothing happens.
Once again, the man walks free.
Months pass. One day, the executioner is stunned to see the same man back on death row for a third time, this time for running over three people with a train.
The executioner approaches him cautiously. “Let me guess. Three bananas?”
“Actually, yes! How did you know?”
“That’s it,” says the executioner. “This has gone on long enough. No bananas this time.”
The man is strapped into the electric chair with no last meal. The switch is flipped.
Nothing happens.
“I don’t understand!” the executioner shouts. “You didn’t eat any bananas!”
The man sighs and says,
“It’s not the bananas. I’m just a bad conductor.”
Oh, yeah, I’ve got it now 
A man sees a sign outside a house - ‘Talking Dog For Sale.’ He rings the bell, the owner appears and tells him the dog can be viewed in the back garden.
The man sees a very nice looking Labrador Retriever sitting there.
“Do you really talk?” he asks the dog.
“Yes,” the Labrador replies.
After recovering from the shock of hearing the dog talk, the man asks, “So, tell me your story.”
The Labrador looks up and says, "Well, I discovered that I could talk when I was pretty young. I wanted to help the government, so I joined M.I.6.
"In no time at all they had me jetting from country to country, sitting in rooms with spies and world leaders, because no one imagined that a dog would be eavesdropping.
"I was one of their most valuable spies for eight years.
But the jetting around really tired me out, and I knew I wasn’t getting any younger so I decided to settle down. I signed up for a job at Heathrow to do some undercover security work, wandering near suspicious characters and listening in. I uncovered some incredible dealings and was awarded several medals. I got married, had a few puppies, and now I’ve just retired."
The man is amazed. He goes back into the house and asks the owner how much he wants for the dog.
“Ten quid,” the owner says.
“£10!!? But this dog is absolutely amazing! Why on earth are you selling him so cheaply?”
“Because he’s a lying bastard. He’s never been out of the ****ing garden.”
