"Were you talking to me, dear?" I asked.
"No, I was talking to the cat."
"You talk to the cat more than to me!"
"She sits in my lap more."
O treachery! This is sad but absolutely true! She sits in his lap and purrs and pops up every few minutes and kisses his face, making contented little happy kittycat sounds. He pets her and talks to her even though she is interrupting the TV news!
So there you have it, ladies. Make your move and reap the benefits. And don't forget to purr.