I got similar the other day.

Heading home from a little spin at Graham Hills ( in Pleasantville, NY) stopped by the local coffee joint on the way home. Pulled up/parked way in front.

Coffee jerk: wow, that's a nice bike. is it yours?

Me; uh, huh? yeah.

Reminded me of the moment in "Dumb and Dumber" when Harry is at the gas station. "Are those your skis?" uh-huh. "Both of 'em?"