" The next Thursday she and Mike went to therapy even though there was nothing left to therapize. They went so they could talk calmly, so they could get through a conversation without anyone calling anyone else a Bunny fucker, so that Rhonda could help them work out logistics.
Rhonda tried to appear neutral, but it was clear she was on Jane's side. Jane had won therapy. It was a consolation prize. Rhonda helped them figure out what the terms of their separation would be and asked if they wanted to file for legal separation.
"Yes," Jane said.
"I think we should talk about that," Mike said.
"Yeah?" Jane said. "I think the ship has sailed on talking. Or the penis has sailed if you know what I mean. "

― Jennifer Close , Marrying the Ketchups