Wife and I return from a shopping trip.
Me: Do you want these two bags in the garage?
Wife (not pointing): No. That one can go in the garage, but THIS one (still not pointing) I want in the dining room because (reason).
Me: So, the brown one in the garage and the blue one in the dining room.
Wife: The brown one in the garage, and the turquoise-y aquamarine one in the garage.
Me: (giving her the "you're-doing-it-again" look)
Wife: Oh! Well, you said. . . (suddenly, Wife remembers I am male) Yes. The blue one in the garage.
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