I just came in from my backyard checking out the moon. I said, "Hey." and she said, "Hey back at you." (We had a "thing" a few years back.)
She was artfully covered with chiffony, wispy clouds. I said, "Uh, why aren't you wearing blue tonight?"
And she said, "Why aren't you on a beach somewhere dancing with someone half your age?"
Ouch. Stung twice in one day.