We Have Matches Here

We are in the furniture store. Oops. Pardon me, ma’am. We are in the DEEEEE SIGN….ERRRR Store. I see a bed I like. I say “I feel like throwing a match in my house and starting over.” Elise is snickering on cue. The designer of the month is walking behind us. I know because I recognize her from her giant photos in the store. She says “We have matches here.” I like her but not this prissy store.