A woman who looks like she was probably the recipient of shock treatment therapy in the late 80s just asked if I was a Ballet dancer and then motioned with her hand in such a way as to convey an act of spontaneous dance.

I told her I wasn't. She then kicked out her leg to the side, and said I looked like one, while bowing slightly.

"Thanks?"

I have no conscious thought on how to appropriately respond to that comment, but I'm half-way expecting her to pirouette down the hall to the sound of Swan Lake.