I´m trying to check in at my hostal in Barcelona and am forced to wait because the relatively flamboyant man behind the desk is currently on the phone in a very involved conversation. As he finishes, he turns his attention towards me, "[unintelligible Spanish]."
"Ah, yes, do you need a room?"
"I have a reservation..." he takes my passport and begins to copy down my information.
"Sorry about the phone, I was talking to my...how do you say in English? uh, not like a wife."
Not sure if he´s referring to his mistress or life partner, I try to play it safe, "you mean your partner?"
"No, like a secret..."
"Yes! That was my affair calling."
At this point, I´m not really sure what to say, so I just sit there while he finishes the paperwork. Beaming, he hands me the key to my room, "have a good day mister Travis!"