D.H. visited the studio and inquired "what are you making for me?" Tilting my head toward the design wall indicating this section. He scrutinized it, removed it from the design wall and held it up to himself declaring. "Ah a vest for me ; a fancy vest."
All of the above antics were delivered with a straight face until he looked at me and we both dissolved into tears of laughter. You just got to love em.
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