Ken Marino describes someone he just met on an airplane, and the “romantic” encounter they shared, oblivious of the fact that this woman was a flight attendant. He recounts how she wanted to know his name, understand his food and beverage preferences, and accommodate his travel needs. He believes these questions were normal parts of romantic conversation. He thinks they have a real “connection.” He regrets that their relationship ended with the flight, but promises that if he meets her again, he’ll begin their conversation by asking about her profession.