Middle-aged American couple, pretty average and nondescript. I hand their tickets to the wife, who turns to her husband, Graham, (which she pronounces “Gram”) and says…
Wife: Gram, let’s put these somewhere safe.
*She pulls open his coat and inserts the tickets in to his inside pocket. Then she gasps.*
Wife: Gram! This pocket is ginormous! Oh my god, I’m so jealous. Look how roomy this pocket is, Gram. It’s so handy!
*She then turns to me with a grin.*
Wife: And orgasmic…
*She winks, then they trot off.*
Goodbye wife and Gram – enjoy your lives. And that orgasmic pocket.