Crack, darling, they're smoking crack. Anyone who wants you to ask how much someone's outfit cost is either smoking crack or was raised by antisocial wolves in a cave somewhere far, far away from other humans.
For real though, I went through a series of job interviews for a really impressive position with the Department of Justice. My final interview was in a conference room with at least seven people interviewing me, most of whom I had met during earlier interviews. The Director of this particular division was asking most of the questions, and at the end he asked me if I had any questions for him. Now, we've all heard how terrible it is to not have questions to ask, but after so many interviews all my questions had been answered, so I blurted out "If you were an animal, what animal would you be." Everybody in the room cracked up of course, and he answered that he would be one of those big turtles that swims around in the ocean.
I did not get the job. Obviously, they did not appreciate my wacky sense of humor.
