Recently, while riding on a 'Ghost Story Train' rather proper woman approached me and looked over my outfit.

"Dressed like that, I have to ask you the obvious question..."

At which point, someone else whispered something into the woman's ear and the poor woman turned red as a beat and slinked back off to her seat. A little later she passed me again with a sheepish and very apologetic voice. "I mean to ask if you played the bagpipes."

I simply smiled as she moved on... then when I happened past her seat I stopped long enough to answer:

"Sometimes I do and ... sometimes I do."