We tarted ourselves up and off we went. The parking lot and lobby were only moderately full. We got our tickets and our snacks and headed for the theatre. The teen-aged ticket-taker tore our tickets and complimented us on how nicely we were dressed. I don't remember the exact words but the tone was something along the lines of "Well, aren't you two all dressed up for a movie."
As we chose our seats and settled in, I looked down to refresh my memory about what I was wearing, wondering what had made a teenager comment on our clothing. I saw this.