Bathroom Diaries Day: final floor

Jeff set the tiles for the floor today. Wow.
He called this afternoon to ask if I had grout. Nope. No one told me I needed to have grout! So I asked what I needed to get, he asked, "What color?" I said, "Well, white!" (du-uh!) He said, "Well, I figured with all of your colors you'd want something, .. . you know. . ." I said, "No, just white." He said, "well there's about 22 shades of white." I said, "I trust you" and then he said, "Well, you're so fussy about the colors". Fussy! Can you believe it! He called me fussy! I just want it the way I want it. That's not so much to ask, is it?
When I asked him how the floor looked, he said, "Well, it's green."
Sure is.