>Imagine sharing a glass of wine with your romantic partner, and she effortlessly lets you know that your dinner table reservation is ready. As though the maitre’d just whispered it in her ear.

'Imagine sharing a glass of wine with your romantic partner, and she still has a bright white AirPod in her ear. Her eyes flick slightly to the left every now and then as her attention wanders from you, as you try to discuss how you might not be able to take all the leave you'd hoped in summer, jeopardizing the plans you two had made to try to get some much-needed time alone together out of the city. You excuse yourself, step away from the table, and say "Hey Siri, text my girlfriend, Jennifer comma if you want to take this conversation seriously you'll find me sleeping in the spare room full stop enjoy your fucking wine full stop."'

I get the point the OP is trying to make, but he seems to have confused AirPods with bone induction.