A widow, Goldie, was sitting on a deserted portion of beach in southern Florida, attempting to strike up a conversation with the older gentleman reading a book on the blanket beside her.

"Hello, sir," she interrupted, "Do you like movies?"

"Yes, I do," he responded, then returned to his book.

Goldie persisted. "Do you like gardening?"

The man again looked up from his book. "Yes, I do," he informed her politely before returning to his reading.

Undaunted, Goldie continued. "Do you like pussycats?"

With that, the man dropped his book and pounced on Goldie ravaging her like she'd never been ravaged before. As the cloud of sand began to settle, Goldie asked the man, "How did you know that's what I wanted?"

The man retrieved his book, sat back in his chair, and replied, "How did you know my name was Katz?"