Oh just wear it link out to lunch no worries that gentlemanly gentleman dealer said even though I'd made link no overtures at a purchase. Note that's how they get you. For the next hour or so I strutted around sunny Miami Beach with a tiny Tank on my wrist. It was hot and my black-alligator-clad wrist was hotter but it didn't matter. I loved that damn Tank and bought it. And in the year since I've hardly taken it link off my wrist.