An italian on his way to Oslo gets of a plane at Gardermoen and walks out to get his luggage. After getting his luggage, walking throught the "green" exit, he is pulled aside by a blond female customs-officer asking him some routine questions.

"What is the porpose of this trip, business or pleasure?"
"Your name?"
"Fabricio Lucci"
"Often in Oslo?"
"1-2 times as year"
"2-3 times a week"
"No, I mean: man or woman?"
"Doesn't matter."