I have a true story that goes with that pic.
I've been going to the harley dealerships for years on my own - not quite invisible but the level of attention was only if I made eye contact with a sales person first - men & women, as if I needed to talk to them or ask a question - more than helpful but giving me all the room to roam the showroom with out any escort.
I go to the dealership with my hot girlfriend. After I introduced her as my wife - holy shit - you'd think I was famous for winning the lottery and I had 'BUYER' across my forehead.
We had an escort the whole time - the guy had his ear so far in between me & "the wife" that I had to stand on my toes to see over him.
Any comment out of the ole' lady and the dude would chime in - "you'd love it!!"
Was funny to me that the same guy has watched me walk by a hundred times without so much as "Hey what's up".
I was getting such a kick out of it I suggested she get her own bike instead and I'd teach her to ride it... as you could expect the guy almost keeled over with joy.
I knew she'd never go for that - it was already talked about in detail. So, the poor dude had to hear it from her - she wasn't interested in being an owner...
After that she wanted to go.... I watched that poor dude do a splat on the windshield - from flying high to an instant stop.
I was entertained for the day - we went home on my bike - she held on even tighter than before.The lesson I got out of it:
Women make the decisions when your married. Happy Wife - Happy Life.