This Is A Wine’d Up

I help manage a liquor store in Glasgow. As I’m stocking, a customer bursts through the doors in a bit of a fluster.

Customer: “Hello! Can you please help me? My friend has sent me out looking for a particular bottle of wine for their party tonight. This is the fourth shop I’ve been to, and nobody has it.”

Me: “Well, I can certainly try.”

Customer: “Thank you! It’s called Maison Rouge.”

Me: “Umm, that sounds familiar, but I don’t think we have it.”

I spend a few minutes checking our stock with something tickling the back of my mind but not quite passing the message through.

Me: “No, I’m sorry, but we definitely don’t have it. There’s something about the name, but I can’t quite put my finger on it. Anyway, there’s a shop five minutes away you might want to try.”

Customer: “Oh, no. Well, hopefully, they will.”

She leaves and I stand and talk to myself for a minute.

Me: “Hmmm, Maison Rouge, Maison Rouge. Wait, she’s looking for a bottle of the House Red?!”