See, there was a certain present I wanted. And I told my husband that if he were to get it for me, I'd like it to be a surprise, so he shouldn't ask me to order it for myself and he shouldn't tell me he ordered it. His instructions were to conspire with someone else to get it for me if he could get it so I wouldn't know and could be surprised.
So far, I have been told that Santa would be good to me (yup, I only asked for the one thing), my mom has repeatedly asked me questions about features on the thing I told him I wanted without mentioning the actual item, and the price of the requested present on a credit card bill has been mentioned while I was in earshot.
Thanks so much Mr. Narwhal...