Mistaken Identity

Yesterday, I was driving through South Carolina. While I was waiting at a red light I noticed a young, pretty girl in the sports car in front of me. She saw me in her rear view mirror and immediately smiled and waved. It was obvious that she thought she recognized me, but quickly realized I wasn't her good friend Christain Bale. At the next light I thought about pulling up beside her and saying, "Hey, you thought I was one of your really good looking friends, huh?" but I decided not to. I didn't want to risk her saying, "Oh, sorry about that. I though you were my dad."