diamonds.

I was coming home from work today and I felt my car chug a little, I looked at my gas tank and realized I had completely forgotten I was all out of gas. Thankfully, I was right next to a gas station and didn't have to worry about walking with my little red emergency filler upper. I pulled in to a spot got out and went to swipe my card. As I was typing in my zip code I could feel a pair of eyes on me coming from the left. I did what I normally do when I feel eyes on me, and made zero eye contact and went to pump the gas. As I was pumping gas the eyes took a few steps closer and took off his sunglasses and exclaimed "What a beautiful dress" "thank you" I responded thinking briefly that he may be a fashion designer who wants to talk style and that would be a nice refreshing direction for this to go... but then he asked me my name. I never like this because A. What the fuck are you going to do with my name and B. No one ever understands my name on the first say. But I tell him anyway, "Whitney" ... "What?" "...whitney" And then he responds "Are you married?" this caught me off guard and I let out a small chuckle as I replied "No" He took a few steps closer "You're beautiful" I nod agreeing with him and he seems put off by this... "What? You don't expect anyone to stare at you?" "well... I'm just pumping gas" "Well nice to meet you" "yep" he got back in to his car and then he slowly drove by me and out the window he asked "What's your name again?" "...whitney" "ok bye whitney"

Seriously, I want to know what he plans on doing with my name. Find my space?

Also, if I was married would that mean I was off limits?
what about if I'm in a serious ambiguous relationship, that doesn't count?