For stupid questions asked of celebrities, and snappy retorts, I've heard a story (that may, or may not, be true)that I love. It goes as follows,

Before JFK was president, he was a Senator from Massachusetts(sp?), one night he and Jackie( who, of course, we remember as a beautiful and very fashion concious woman) were dining in a restaraunt, and Groucho Marx was eating at the next table.

Jackie leaned over and asked, "Pardon me, aren't you Groucho Marx?'

Groucho replied, "I was about to ask you the same question".