Scene: The other night. Mr. D and Green Girl lay in bed. He had control of the remote and flip-flip-flipped through the channels. She had the latest Title Nine catalog and flip-flip-flipped through the pages.
Green Girl: Wow! I would love a pair of those.
Mr. D: Really? That would be awesome. I'll buy you a pair.
Green Girl looks up in surprise--Mr. D never voluntarily buys her things like boots. Then she sees the TV is showing an advertisement for Victoria's Secret:
Green Girl: Oh. I meant these boots. Not a pair of those.
Mr. D: Forget it then.