Gray lady

It was my birthday the other day, and I celebrated by going out to dinner with family and friends. As I was walking into the restaurant, I heard my friends Curtis and Norman talking behind me; they were saying something about the "gray lady."

"Oh, she doesn't look so gray. In fact, she's looking pretty good for her age," I heard one of them say. I turned around and mock-glared at them.

"I'm right here, you know," I said. "I can hear you!"

They claimed they were talking about the New York Times, but I'm not so sure.