What a cigarette

As we looked at the gal with the contraption, “it's nouveau” she replied.  

So what if she were smoking and so what if we cared?  

I sat silently waiting for what was to begin.  "Maybe they’re late" the gentleman said to my left.  “No," the smoker said, "we are".  

So what? I thought,. We are still here.  

They came and asked one question "how you would feel if you were you caught in the rain” I answered immediately, that I would cheat and go indoors.  

I was answering wrong, because the question the wrong, the question was for them, not for me, and I was wrong.