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"But it doesn't match!" Lindsay cried, the tears streaming down her face. She held her black cocktail dress out and looked down at the brown flats.

"Baby I can't find the other pair," Danny said, beginning to panic.

They had been invited to a dinner party by Mac and his new lady friend. Lindsay was 8 months pregnant, and 'she couldn't even put her own damn shoes on'.

"Maybe you could go barefoot?" he suggested hopefully. He knew she would be more comfortable with no shoes on.

She only wailed harder, "I need my black flats!" she sobbed.

"I've dug through the closet and I can't find them," he said. He wanted to suggest that maybe she left them in the bathroom or something but that would only make the situation worse.

"Stop yelling at me," she cried, into her hands. Why was he being so mean to her? All she wanted to do was put her shoes on and have a nice dinner with friends.

He sighed deeply. He loved his wife. He loved his wife being pregnant, but the mood swings had to go. "I'm not yelling, honey," he said softly. His eyes surveyed the room then spotted something interesting. "Ah ha!" He crawled over to the object and practically pumped his fist in victory. "Montana!" he sing-songed, "Look at what I found."

Pulling her face out of her hands she looked up and her face lite up like a light, "Yay!" she clapped her hands like an excited kid on Christmas day.

Another crisis was diverted as he helped her slip on her black flats.

Prompt "But it doesn't match!"