The restaurant was packed and the man in front of us was a pilot. At least, he was wearing a pilot's uniform. The thing is, the restaurant was no where near the airport. "Why," I thought, "does he want us to think he's a pilot? What's his game?"
When we got home there was a UPS delivery truck parked in front of the house. A man with a package was standing at the door but it turned out he was at the wrong house. A likely story.
It might be time to lay off the mysteries.