Only in New York...

By the time I first heard these words out loud, my mind must have screamed, whispered, sang them ever since I got here.
It was my first time at Tiffany's. I was never a big fan of formal earings and rings, I actually got there accidentally and sort of forced by a friend in need of an engagement ring ( yes, these kind of needs are considered normal to certain people).
I was impressed with the atmosphere and laughed a little too loud at some poor guys trying to get some piece of ring that will buy them a "yes".
However the unexpected part and the most unbelievable surprise came from the elevator attendant who was a one man show singing Dean Martin and Sinatra, reciting poems of love captivating us with a sort of magic power.
And when the doors opened, that's when he said "Only in New York, baby! Only in New York!!"