On the way back from the store I was carrying the 'egg' in my fist. This woman, who was pushing an old man in a wheelchair from the opposite direction, blurted out to me, out of the blue, "That there thing looks like a hand grenade!"
I smiled and said "Haha, I guess it kind of does," as I walked past her.
Then she said "And you look like James Bond!"
To be sure, I was wearing a tweed jacket and dark glasses. I don't think 007 was particularly known for favoring tweed, but I guess it was the overall impression of sleek danger and irresistibility, not the sartorial details.
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