Half way through another transatlantic flight, a blonde lady got up from tourist class and walked into first class and sat down.
The stewardess asked the lady to return to her seat as she didn't have a first class ticket. The lady refused, saying proudly that she was blonde, beautiful, going to New York and staying where she was.
The stewardess referred the matter to the Purser, who on challenging the blonde lady, received the same reply.
The Purser referred the problem to the Captain. The First Officer, on overhearing the problem, asked if he might resolve the problem, as he was married to a blonde, and spoke blonde.
The First Officer approached the lady, whispered something in her ear, and she promptly got up and returned to her seat in tourist class.
The stewardess and Purser were amazed, and asked the First Officer what he had said to cause the lady to return...
Simple, he replied, I just told her that first class doesn't stop at New York.
