On their first date, a man asked his companion if she’d like a drink with dinner.

She replied, “Oh no—what would I tell my Sunday school class?”

Later, he offered her a cigarette.

Again she said, “Oh no—what would I tell my Sunday school class?”

On the drive home, he passed a motel.

Figuring he had nothing to lose, he asked, “Want to stop in there?”

“Okay,” she replied.

Shocked, he asked, “What will you tell your Sunday school class?”

She smiled and said, “The same thing I always tell them: ‘You don’t have to drink or smoke to have a good time.’”