Realizing that she was not going to get any pity from me, the lady changed her game-something I realized much later. She turned from looking dominant to downright doormat submissive. She construed her face in the most odd way and started panting so heavily that it would have done a Dalmatian proud. Now, her game proceeded to the next level. Within a few minutes of engaging my attention with her eyes and standing close to me, she leaned towards me, her pitiful expressions intact, and told me she was very tired from running around. Not realizing her ulterior motives at that time, I instantly offered her the seat. Was this a smart thing to do? Hell NO!! Only a few seconds on to "my" seat, and the lady looked as refreshed as the first roses of autumn. She was in her element, making phone calls and shouting without any worry for how she was damaging the peace of the entire coach. The panting had vanished, the non-existent sweat had dried up, and she was as energetic as a hyperactive teenager, often engaging in conversation with those around her, too. I was shocked to realize that the lady had used her femininity and manipulative acting skills just to screw me out of the seat. The biggest shocker was yet to come. She got done just five stations later! Just imagine what people are capable of doing for a mere 10 minutes of seated comfort. Seriously, I am too naive with the ways of the world, too!!