You're at home, eating dinner with your friends. Your phone rings and you excuse yourself to answer it. It's your stalker. He asks if you're bored because he's watching you through one of your many windows. He asks you to come to the back door for a gift. You sneak out and open the back door to find a gift bag.

"Where are you?" You asked, speaking into the phone, "I thought you were going to reveal yourself?"

"Oh.. darling," His voice was so deep "Thats nexts years present."