“Oh, do you remember tremblevine wine?” Rhett asked reverentially. “I really thought it would sell better,” Jaime said. “It was so good.” “I still think it was the name. It sounds kind of gimmicky and cheap.” “Yeah, we lost a packet on that deal. Do you think we could get some of that wine here?” “Not here, here,” Rhett told him. “We’re in a wet tomb, remember?”
