A woman was going to Italy on a ten-day business trip. Before leaving, she asked her husband if there was a present he wanted her to bring back.

“How about an Italian girl?” he laughed.

The suggestion was met with stony silence.

Ten days later, she returned home and he asked her whether she’d had a good trip.

“Yes, it was surprisingly enjoyable,” she replied.

“And where’s my present?” he smiled.

“What present?”

“The one I asked for – an Italian girl.”

“Oh, that! I did what I could; now we have to wait nine months to see if it’s a girl.”