The flight was on time and touched down safely in Hong Kong. At the exit door, my wife was waiting for us and her face was still radiant. When we reached to her, she said to me "Thank you for the drink." I was puzzled and asked her what was with that "drink" thing. Thinking that I pulled a fast one on her, she told me that when we were airborne, she wrote to me a flirtatious note: "To the man sitting in 32F, I find you attractive. Would you care to join me for an unforgettable evening?" She asked a flight attendant to deliver it.
A few minutes later the flight attendant returned with a cocktail. "The man in 32F was flattered," the flight stewardess said to her, "but said that he must decline my offer since he was travelling with his family." My wife was still smiling when we landed.
"But I didn't send you one," I replied. Little does she know when she moved away to her business class seat, I had asked some fellow passengers to swap places so that I can sat all my family members together.
I had been sitting in 42F! OMG