The carpet layer finished the last of the carpet and decided to step outside for a smoke. Unable to find his cigarettes however, he spotted a bump under the carpet he had just laid. Cursing, he walked over to the bump and stomped on it until it looked passable.
At that moment the owner of the house popped her head around the door, “Oh, that looks wonderful,” she said. “By the way, I found these in the hallway.” She handed him his missing packet of cigarettes. “I just wish I could find the gerbil.”