Not sure if this constitutes banter or best put down line but here goes.
Having left the RAF I managed to get a job on a UK 757 charter outfit. Lo and behold, one of my first trips was a mil charter from Akronelli to Nause Brighton. On the way back the army pax were doing their level best to cop off with our extremely attractive senior cabin attendant.
Eventually one of them says words to the effect of:
"How about it darling. Shall we lock ourselves in the forward loo and join the mile high club?"
To which the immediate reply was "Listen mate, I've already got one asshole inside my knickers. If I ever want another one I'll let you know!"
Exit stage left one very demoralised pongo.