I say unknowingly, for as the plane landed and I was about to exit, an imposing figure descended the stairs from the upper-deck first class section to the plane's steerage(?).. we in Denmark call it the monkey class.
Anyway, I followed his imposing figure (we are equally imposing - same height and girth - although I have never been called imposing - merely scowled at) ..to the baggage carousel.
Not wanting to waste the opportunity I searched for a witticism to see if I could provoke a smile (I met Bill Clinton at a book signing at which he signed over 500 books- and desperate to say something clever, I said, "Aren't you glad you're not named Englebert Humperdinck?" (yeah... I know.. how lame?!?)
Anyway, Bill smiled and said, "Yeah, but I know him." Amazing.. Bill felt it was important to let a stranger know that he knows everybody.
Back to Mr. Fry: As we waited for the baggage to be excreted, I sidled over to him and pointed to the first bag and said, "They've started giving the drug sniffing dogs here viagra.. in the hopes of turning them into pointers."
He chuckled good naturally, and instead of saying, as I had hoped, "How very droll," he said, perhaps preparing for communication with the locals, "That's a good one."
It twern't really.