That's just a great story.

Now I'll share a spouse story.
It was back before we were married, and we were in Doylestown, PA.
There's this cool place called the Font Hill Museum, made by Henry Mercer an eccentric genius (aren't they all). His home was a castle made of cement.
(link: http://www.mercermuseum.org/fonthill/index.html ).

One evening, we were walking in the park by the museum and we noticed that it was open. We went over, and asked what was going on, as usually the museum was closed at night.

There was a once-a-year tour of all the furthest reaches of the home, but in order to participate, you had to have a flashlight because there was no lighting in the far reaches of the building.. Paula (then my girlfriend, now my wife of 9 happy years), said, "Oh, well, maybe next year" and I said "I have a flashlight!" and from my pocket came an "AA" Maglight and we went on the tour. To this day, I feel naked without a flashlight.