I have an older gentleman (at least 80) that comes in to walk around the pool a couple of times per day. Before he leaves he gives me a pice of candy, says "God loves you. Jesus loves you and I love you too." To this I reply, I care for you, too Mr. H"
After a month of this he did it again and turned to leave. A few seconds later he reappeared at my door and said "When I say that I don't mean it in a sexual way."
"Oh, I know, Mr. H. I know what you mean and that is fine. You don't need to explain."
"Okay. (pause) Do you have a husband?"
Victor - give me her number. I'll be sure to pass it along to Mr. H.