This rather staggers you. You had not intended to have any reception rooms at all. You never give receptions. All you wanted was a dining-room and a drawing-room, and a study with a round window over the fire-place.
But it is evidently impossible to confide this to the architect. All you can do is to reply as naturally as you can:—
"About half-a-dozen."
"Eight reception rooms," says the architect. "And how many bedrooms?"
"I don't really know; about one each."
"Twenty bedrooms," suggests the architect (there are three in your family). "And did you say a garage to hold two cars?"
By this time you realise that you are engaged in a game something like auction bridge and so far your opponent has done all the over-calling.
"Double two cars!" you cry excitedly.
"Five cars," rejoins the Architect.
"Six cars!"