Broken Boot

This morning, on the way out the door, the heel of my brown dress boots came off. Well, not the whole heel, but the cap part of the bottom of the heel. Landon and I turn around and head back into the house. I explain to him that my heel broke and I have to go change.

I change clothes and go back in to the living room, sit down to put on my black boots.
Landon: "you can't wear those."
Me: "why not? these aren't broken"
Landon: "outside will break them. they'll break outside."
Me: "lololololol...ahem, uh, no, these are good, only the brown ones break."
Landon: "yeah, the brown ones, no good."