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"I'm sorry," she said, "but these sheets aren't the color I wanted."
The employee looked at her oddly. "I'm afraid we don't have any other shades of cream."
She pouted. "Fine, I'll take them, but I won't sleep happily on them."
The employee offered her a sad smile. "I wouldn't either."
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