A dear old friend of mine, sadly deceased, once said at a dinner party and where I was present.

A young woman was over the top boasting and bragging (we all know one like it, don't we?). Also flirting with every male at the table. Married or otherwise.

        "Oh Jim I do believe you are looking at my tits!"

        "No my dear. I wasn't looking at them. I was looking for them!"

Absolutely verbatim. MD of Foster Refrigerator and my boss. A Yorkshireman through and through. I could expect nothing less from him. A master of word craft.