Raoul is a bad listener

• Christine: Think of it! A secret engagement! Look, your future bride. Just think of it!
• Raoul: But why is it secret? What have we to hide?
• Christine: ....Are you....are you being serious right now?
• Raoul: What?
• Christine: You can't be serious. "What have we to hide?"
• Raoul: Well, yeah? I mean, what's with the whole, "Use your inside voice" thing?
• Christine: You---Have you not been LISTENING to me for the past three months? Does the fact that I have been repeatedly telling you--in operatic aria form, no less--that I am being stalked by a psychologically unstable masked murder not register with you? At all?
• Raoul: Um, I--
• Christine: Does the fact that, ho, gee, I went MISSING for TWO WEEKS and came back whimpering like a wet poodle about being kidnapped and groped by said psychologically unstable masked murderer mean NOTHING to you?
• Raoul: Um, I--
• Christine: What about the roof? Hmm? Remember that? Remember when we were on the roof freaking out after he STRANGLED a stagehand in front of the entire AUDIENCE? Huh? Remember that?
• Raoul: Um, I--
• Christine: Does the fact that the ENTIRE FREAKING BUILDING is celebrating the three-month absence of that masked murderer mean ANYTHING AT ALL to you?
• Raoul: Um.
• Christine: Oh, my GOD. The play is called "The Phantom of the Opera!" What the heck did you think we've been SINGING about for the past hour and a half?!
• Raoul: Um....Cheetos?