He tilted his head, nodding, "Huh, don't think I've met anybody who used to be a tank before, met a lady who used to be a car, and a guy who used to be a book and a lady who used to be a spaceship, but no tanks."
He brightened then: "Oh, before I forget, my boss is having a Mardi Gras parade in, February or whenever it is, and it's the first one, and she asked if I wanted to be the king for it, you want to be the queen?"