My niece went shopping with her mom for her prom gown. No matter how many stores they went to, they couldn't agree on a dress. There were fights, tears, the usual nonsense. They returned from another pointless shopping trip, when my brother grabbed my niece and a book and headed to the mall. He sat on a bench outside Lord and Taylor and told my niece, "I'm going to sit here and read my book. Here's my credit card. The store closes in one hour. Either you come back with a dress before the store closes, or you don't go to prom."

She came back with a beautiful dress, and with 10 minutes to spare, no less.