Flight Attendant: Pardon me, but may I please see your ticket?

Blonde (said, with a toss of her hair): I'm blonde, I'm beautiful, I am going to Las Vegas to get rich and I am sitting right here.

Flight Attendant: I'm sorry, but if you aren't ticketed for first class I need you to take your assigned seat in the main cabin.

Blonde: I'm blonde, I'm beautiful, I am going to Las Vegas to get rich and I am sitting right here!

At this point, the flight attendant asked the pilot to help:

Pilot: Pardon me, miss, but I need to see your ticket.

Blonde: I am blonde, I am beautiful, I am going to Las Vegas and I am sitting right here.

The captain then bent down and whispered in the woman's ear. Her eyes widened, she gathered up her belongings and scurried back into the main cabin. The captain returned to the flight deck.

A little bit later, the impressed flight attendant asked the pilot what he had said. He answered, "I simply informed her that first class doesn't land in Las Vegas."

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