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