There’s religion upstairs.

A small bookstore in a major city in Illinois.

A: Do you have a Passover Haggadah?
B: A what?
A: A Passover Haggadah.
B: I’m not familiar…?
A: (realizing she is still in the Midwest) It’s, uh, a Jewish thing. Do you have a Jewish, I mean, do you have a Judaica section?
B: There’s religion upstairs. You can’t miss it.