We went to the Eiffel Tower the other day and, being us, wanted some champagne to take along. We found a grocery store and got some bread and cheese and chocolate, too, but this store keeps all the sparkling wines--even the cheap stuff--behind the counter and the employees have to get it for you. We told the checkout girl we wanted a bottle of champagne. She went back to the shelves.
Us (Pointing at one bottle): We'd like that one, please.
Girl (Looks at bottle. Looks at us. Looks back at bottle.): That's not champagne.
Girl (Points to section of Actual French Fancy Champagnes): Those are champagne.
Us: Oh. Right. (Pointing to original bottle) Um, we will take that bottle of Cheap Sparkling Wine then, please.
Girl: *looks offended on behalf of all of France*