My Dad and I were eating lunch, and I had my Sebenza on me. So, I pulled it out, showed it to him, and told him about it. He's not a knife knut, but he could appriciate it.
Later we went back to his house and were going to watch a DVD. Once he saw that this particular DVD hadn't been opened yet, he started walking into the kitchen. I say " Ya know... I have a 385-dollar knife on me..."