Upstairs, the wife thinks, "I have an idea. It's so sheer that it might as well be nothing. I won't put it on, do the modeling naked, return it tomorrow and keep the $500 refund for myself." So she appears naked on the balcony and strikes a pose. The husband says,
"Good Lord! You'd think that for $500, they'd at least iron it!"
He never heard the shot. Funeral on Thursday.