Boarding the plane we ran into some kind of congestion…a slow traveler stopped and took his time setting his stuff in the upper compartments; about a five minute hold up. Meanwhile I stopped right in front of the Flight Attendant who just happened to look at my boarding pass and then:

Flight Attendant: 14b, in the middle by the window
Cyn: Thanks
Flight Attendant: (directed at the guy behind me) - You with 14b, you guys make a good looking couple…
Guy: No, we’re not together
Flight Attendant: Oh, well, you guys would make a good looking couple…have you seen her?...Pretty cute…look at her…pretty face…cute bag…sexy boots…good looking couple…ya…you should look at her from up front…
Guy: I’m from Oregon, her tan scares me

We both reach out our arms and compared color…His whiteness scared me. I looked ahead and was grateful to find that the slow traveler had sat in his seat and the line was now moving forward. The Flight Attendant smiled at us awkwardly and said something about my nice Californian tan…