They were discussing the new desk that was arriving for his home office.
"It's going to be great!" she shrieked. "You'll have six wooden drawers to put your crap in, and I won't be able to see any of it!"
"I guess you want me to institute a Clean Desk Policy," he said.
"That would be... fantastic!" she said.
"Well it'll be replacing the Clean Floor Policy, then," he said. "There can beeeee onleeee one!"
"Very fucking funny," she said.