Paul and I walked around the couches."Ma wants to see you," he said.
"I would like to see her," I replied.
We flipped tags and sat down on various couches. None seemed to appeal to me. Paul was disappointed.
"Nothing you like?" he asked.
I sighed and shook my head. "They're all too bland."
"We had a cream couch" he said. "What so bland about that?"
"I just want a change."