" It’s just,” Bobbi whispered, “not many women your age—”

“Oh. I get it. It’s because I’m an old woman.”
Etta had raised her voice at this so that the comment sailed up and down the table, earning Bobbi North looks that implied she had just disemboweled a baby monkey on her dinner plate. She quickly turned to the old geezer on her right, realized that was not the best choice and that she was pretty much stuck with the monkey on the plate. She asked the waiter for wine. "

― Martha Grimes , The Knowledge (Richard Jury #24)