[Phone rings]

Self: Hullo?

Mrs. R:  Hi.  You know that blazer you asked me to drop at the cleaners?

Self: Yersss….

Mrs. R.:  Well, did you know it’s falling apart?

Self:  Yerssss……

Mrs. R:  Well, I’m at Jos Banks.  You’re getting a new one.

Self:  Um.

Mrs. R:  Is there any color you’d like other than navy?

Self:  My dear, there is No Such Thing as a blazer that’s anything other than navy.

Mrs. R:  Well, I thought maybe you’d like a change.

Self:  Heresy!

Mrs. R (tiredly):  Allll-right.  Just asking.

The idea.