So..she needs something

I was in my house Sunday doing the dishes when I hear a voice yell down from the second floor, She yelled, "Hey, do you know where my pants are?"

Normally, this type of question coming from the opposite sex brings a smile to my face. It brings back memories of what you may have been doing when she misplaced her pants. Unfortunately, this, was not the case. She was over to paint and had found her painting shirt but the pants she wears for painting were downstairs in the den.

Seems to be a long time since someone asked for the other reason, and getting longer all the time.