My daughter is 8, so I can get away with it much easier if she’s shopping with me. I’ll just squeal, “Stand over there by the display and I’ll take your picture!” It allows me to point the camera right in the direction of the fat and they are none the wiser. If she’s not with me, I’ll wave my phone around early-2000s style like I’m trying to find a signal. Neither of those methods were available to us yesterday, though. This elusive ham was one clever girl!