(I walk up to Lenore's desk to check my mail and notice a large, ratty scarf with patch pockets strewn across a nearby chair.)
Me: Is that your scarf?
Lenore: Yes. Do you like it?
Me: Uh, sure, it's nice.
(Lenore picks up scarf, puts it around her neck to model.)
L: You know what else? Lemme show you. It has pockets.
Me: (nonplussed) Hm.
L: What? You don't think that's cool? I've never, in all my life, seen a scarf that has pockets in it.
Me: Oh, I guess I haven't either. Very cool.
L: You know what it's good for? You can put your hands in it, like this. It keeps them warm.
Me: Nice. I just put my hands in my pants' pockets or just wear gloves.
L: Well, you can do that too but if you don't have those things you can do this. (puts her hands in the scarf pockets and waves) See?
Me: Oh, you can wave? Nice.
L: Yeah, if you see someone you know or need to get a taxi. I don't know. (waves some more) I like it. Hello!
Me: Oh, yeah, I guess that could be useful.
L: I can also use it to open doors, you know, in case there are lots of germs on the handles from people who don't wash their hands.
Me: Don't you then wrap that pocket-end around your neck by your mouth?
L: No, I usually keep these ends down for my hands. And sometimes I put my keys in there so I don't have to look for them in my bag. But I have to remember they're in there or I will do this (sweeps one end of scarf over her shoulder) and the keys will come around and hit me.
L: Ouch is right.