My dad flies a lot as part of his job, and the airline has promoted him to some special status that gives him various perks. One perk is that he sometimes gets bumped up to first class if there happens to be an empty seat (because someone cancelled or whatever).
On one flight – can’t remember where to or where from – he was offered a first class seat, next to a lady who was leaning against the window, perhaps asleep. My dad sat down, took out his laptop and began to work. A little while later, when the plane was in flight, the lady woke up and they struck up a conversation. My dad talked a little about his work, and then asked the lady what she did for a living. She said she was an actor.
Him: Oh, what kind of an actor? TV, stage, movies?
Her: Movies.
Now, my dad at this point was still assuming she was some bit-part actor, not anybody famous. I don’t know why, since they were sitting in first class, but I guess the idea of meeting an Actual Famous Person on a plane just seemed too far out.
Him: What movies have you been in?
Her: The Fifth Element.
Him: Oh, I think I’ve heard of that one. That was a Bruce Willis movie, right? What part did you play?
Her: I was the fifth element.
Yeah, it was Milla Jovovich. And he had no clue who she was, which seemed to annoy her a little.
When my dad got home, he rented The Fifth Element and we all watched it. As you know if you’ve seen the movie, the first time Jovovich appears onscreen she’s completely nude except for a few strategically-placed strips of tape. When my dad saw her, he said, “Yeah, that’s definitely the woman I met. Only I didn’t see so much of her on the plane!”