A jeweler was on a flight in first class, sitting next to an elegant lady.
He glances over and sees on her finger a huge 20-carat diamond ring.
Taken aback, he says to her,
"Pardon me, lady. I don't mean to intrude, but I noticed your wedding ring. I'm in the business 30 years—and that is rather impressive."
"Oh, that?" she replies. "That is the Schmitt Diamond."
"The Schmitt Diamond?" asks the jeweler.
The lady tells him,
"Yes, the Schmitt Diamond. Just like the Hope Diamond, it, too, has a curse."
The jeweler had to know:
"So what's the curse?"
She just sighed and said,
"Mr. Schmitt."