You can't, of course, tell him this, since it would spill the beans that you talked, but I did the same thing at home depot the other day (what is it about those stores?). Thank god DH's truck was still there when I came out (he wasn't with me, and doesn't know, and won't 'cause he'd kill me). I was rather amazed it was there, after I realized what I had done, because this home depot is in a rather, um, urban area known for crime. I'm swearing off the home improvement store!