She: Are you hiding a bag of potato chips behind your back?
He: Well, er, uhm …. Yeah.
She: Why are you hiding them?
He: I’m not really hiding them. I’m just, uhm — getting them out of your way!
She: Oh, I see. How magnanimous. They really were cluttering the kitchen way up there on top of the refrigerator.
He: Hmm, I just thought I’d help.