When my wife and I first got married, we went to a timeshare promo (they promised a gas card and lunch for our time). I sat in the back of the presentation room

When my wife and I first got married, we went to a timeshare promo (they promised a gas card and lunch for our time). I sat in the back of the presentation room with a complex analysis textbook working through some problems. The presenter saw me there, looked at what I was doing and sent us out of the room before I could damage his prospects. We did manage to talk a couple people out of buying during the free lunch (which was, as I recall, some kind of lame hamburgers and hotdogs).