Re: Pah!
Their objective was to see how much they could cause him to blush.
A non-computer story in this vein: a friend's wife worked in Boots (the chemists) years ago. Late afternoon she would often get some teenage boys, still in school uniform, who would wait until the counter was quiet & grab a packet of condoms which they would proffer with payment, not saying a word.
The girls used to take great delight in saying something like "Featherlite? Oh, you don't want those, the ribbed ones are much better" and then waving the packet in the air would call out down the shop "Jenny, aren't the ribbed ones nicer than these?".
Cue exit of scarlet-faced teenager...
Biting the hand that feeds IT
