Mary dropped her phone as she took her coat off the chair, then dropped her bag as she put the coat on, while dropping her phone again.
(more) "Goddammit!!" She hissed.
"What's the panic?" David asked.
"This one is perfect." Mary said, checking she hadn't broken her phone.
"Oh you've seen it before?"
"No, but I just know it is."
David wiped his mouth and gave her his best "whatchutalkingboutWillis" look.
"OK, I know this is going to sound weird and I know you’ll laugh but I know it's perfect because it's from my perfect dream."
David smiled. He didn't need to go the whole way and laugh to achieve the required effect.
"See! I knew it."
"Your perfect dream?" The arched eyebrow mirrored the inflection.
"I have a recurring dream where I am the happiest I have ever been. In the dream I wake up and I’m in my kitchen. I can hear my husband playing with our children in another room and they’re laughing. I smile as I drink my morning coffee and stare out the window."
David said nothing.
"And it's perfect." Mary continued. "I love the feeling I have when I wake from this dream."
"Em..ok." David said. He wasn't sure if he could mock her about this anymore. It was something about Mary's face, It was a complete smile.
"Well, this listing, is that house. I know you won't or don't believe me, but this is it. I’ve scanned the layout and the pictures and the garden hundreds of times. This is the one!"
David took a pull from his drink.
"And do you get the husband and children too?"
Mary threw a napkin at him and laughed as she left.