An airline's passenger cabin was being served by an obviously gay flight attendant, Ronnie, who seemed to put everyone into a good mood as he served them food and drinks. As the plane prepared to descend, Ronnie came swishing down the aisle and announced to the passengers, "Captain Marvin has asked me to announce that he'll be landing the big scary plane shortly, lovely people so if you could just put up your trays that would be super." On his trip back up the aisle, he noticed that a well-dressed rather exotic looking woman hadn't moved a muscle. "Perhaps you didn't hear me over those big brute engines. I asked you to raise your trazy-poo so the main man can pity-pat us on the ground." She calmly turned her head and said, "Where I come from, I am called a Princess. I take orders from no one." To which Ronnie replied, without missing a beat, "Well, sweet-cheeks, where I come from, I'm called a Queen, so I outrank you. Tray-up witch."