Saving A Shirt

MAN: Have you finished ironing my silk shirt? BUTLER: Yes, sir. MAN: Then please bring it here. I have to get dressed! BUTLER: Sir, I was ironing and someone knocked on the door. I went to open it and when I came back I could smell something burning .... MAN: Don’t tell me you’ve burnt my shirt! BUTLER: I... yes, I did. MAN: Oh, no! Fortunately I have another silk shirt in the cupboard. BUTLER: I know that, sir. That’s why I cut it up and patched up the one I burnt!