Playing on Their Emotions

I'm just sitting here in my high chair. Hey, could one of you please pass me that luscious chocolate cake that is, coincidentally, just out of my reach? There it is, that magazine I have been waiting all day to crumple and chew on to my heart's content. Everyone always seems to want to read it just as I pick it up. If I could only find an accomplice to hand it over!
Oh yeah! I got her right where I want her. Just a few more minutes of staring into this angelic face, and that Reader's Digest will be all mine!