Encounter in an Elevator

“Hey”, she says looking directly and quite assertively at me, “You look pretty good in clothes!” general laughter from the women in the elevator while I search for something to contribute as my part of the dialogue.
“Good line” I reply.
“I know” she continues nonchalantly, “I use it all the time.”
Apparently in my birthday suit I am no Adonis. I am unmasked, revealed, exposed, my ego has been bruised but it feels good to receive, yet again, another lesson in humility. Besides, I am going home.