Women, by nature of their solipsism, are inherently nosy creatures. They simply cannot bear to not know something, imagining that it must concern them in some manner.
This phenomenon recently just crystallised into my awareness. I got on the the tube bearing a nicely wrapped gift for a friend of mine, in a white box with a red ribbon. Every single girl on the carriage literally could not keep their eyes off it. Staring at the box, then at me, then back at the box, then back at me, wondering “What’s in the box? Who is it for? Is it expensive? Would I like it? Who is that ruggedly handsome, sharply dressed man carrying it? Is he going to talk to me so I can find out what’s inside? Is it for me? Meeeeeeee!!!!”
I easily started up several conversations off the back of the interest this gift was generating, throughout the duration of each deliberately making no reference to it just to drive them nuts, even though I could see their eyes darting feverishly toward it, like a junkie eyeing their next fix just out of reach.
I realise the concept of using a prop is nothing new in game theory, but as we’re well into the festive season, what better opportunity to score a bit of easy value than by carrying a nice looking present around with you in busy public areas where you have the chance to strike up conversation?