Lost & Found

While in "Tar-zhay" yesterday, I stood in a side aisle to listen to a voicemail from my mom while Westley went looking for a special cord for our TV. When I hung up, I looked around and didn't see where he was.

I started walking down the main aisle when one of the salesmen asked me, "Can I help you find something?"

"Thanks," I responded, "but I'm actually looking for my husband."

Without missing a beat, he responded, "F1." Sure enough, that's where I found Westley.

Gotta love it.