The Smiling Man

We were out driving.  Technically, I was lounging.  Husband was driving.  I was navigating.  It was a rare few hours of leisure, we were on our way to a book store.   In essence, on our way to a small piece of paradise in my opinion.  I told my husband to turn on to a certain road.  When he did  I told him “when this road finally meanders it’s way to the stop light we’ll turn left”.

There was a slight pause I thought nothing of.

Then he said “when the smiling man what?”

I’m not sure what the code is.   I haven’t broken it yet.