The L Train

I don't usually take the L train from Brooklyn to Manhattan.
I avoid it.

This morning I had to take the L train.
I was reading a book, hanging on to the horizontal ceiling pole and I looked down at a couple sitting on the bench.
The couple, young and in, presumably, love, were glancing up at me.
I realized that the girl had on the exact same scarf as me. That is, the same style, mine green, hers multi-colored.
I imagined why they were looking at me and in my head I replied,
"Well, its not a woman's scarf if I bought it, now is it?"