A Restaurant in Kansas. Two men enter and ask to be seated.
Hostess: Er, um, you're a same-sex couple.
Guy1: Well, we're just friends.
Hostess: Our Restaurant is a family-friendly establishment, and we have a strict policy of refusing service to deviants who might threaten our family-friendliness.
Guy2: What the hell?
Hostess: It's h-e-double-toothpicks, please, sir.
Guy1: What? You think we're gay?
Hostess: I have to make sure, sir. Restaurant policy.
Hostess: Kiss me, sir.
Hostess: Kiss me. You both have to kiss me before I can seat you. Policy.
(The guys look at each other befuddledly and then say, "okay", and proceed one after the other to give the hostess a very chaste peck on the cheek.)
Hostess: That won't do. I am sorry, but those kisses were very gay.
(I think you get the idea where this sketch is headed.)