That's funny - I'm [in]famous for getting on really well with friends' husbands, because we always find things like planes or model railways or something like that to natter about amiably
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It's usually welcome, but once or twice I've had a bit of a ' huh, looks like he should have married you not me😠' reaction. Which is of course as unlikely a scenario as a Fokker interrupter on a pre-1915 biplane..
It looks like I could, however, have married you, ifIwerenotanandroid, if the basis for a successful union was having friendly, nerdy exchanges about the accurate identification of dive bombers😆