Today, an older gentleman walked into the bakery and said, "Good afternoon, young ladies." We said, "Good afternoon." He said, "Could I get from one of you lovely young ladies a dozen canolis?" I was making them when he began telling us about the new/improved lighthouse at Fire Island, and gave us coupons to go to the top of the lighthouse for free. Then he told us that just a bit past the lighthouse, after a few turns and such, "if you're in the mood for some laughs," there was a beach for "fully-grown people in their birthday suits." If you're in the mood for some laughs. He said that sometimes they tried to come to the lighthouse naked, and he had to refuse them. The girl I was working with said she would genuinely go. After we thanked him for the coupons, he said we should go before it gets too hot, "...but as far as the nudies go, you're on your own."