gloves
I was on the streets of New York in the 50s. I was at a corner, when a nice lady in a yellow summer dress and a huge brimmed hat tapped me on the shoulder and said, "Excuse me, yellow is my favorite color. Would you mind if I borrow those gloves?" I looked down at my hands and saw that I was wearing a pair of long, gray, fingerless gloves that looked as if they had been knitted. A yellow floral pattern ran right down the middle. They didn't match my gray three-piece suit at all. I think I gave them to her. And I think she may have been Audrey Hepburn.
The End.