Doubt!

While walking home from school, two ninth grade boys approach me on bicycles.

Boy 1: Good morning, Miss Baldeh.
Boy 2: Jallow.
Boy 1: Eh, good morning Miss Jallow.
Me: Good morning. How are you?
Boys 1 & 2: Fine.
Boy 1, slowing his bike to keep pace with my walking: But there is something that doubts me.
Me: Yes?
Boy 1: Is it Mrs. Jallow or Miss Jallow?
Me: Miss.
Boy 1: Miss Jallow.
Me: Yes.
Boy 1: Well, I hope you find a husband.
Me: Thank you.