My son was trying to talk me around to his way of thinking, and he pulled out all the usual moves. First he tried logic and reason, very methodically explaining why it was in my best interest to give him what he wanted. I didn't believe him, and countered that argument rather quickly.
So then he turned it around. Apparently giving him what he wanted would be a chance for me to help him build character, and it would assist him to learn and grow as a person. Yeah, well, I didn't buy that either.
The angry, pouting response came next. I guess he thought that he could either guilt me or scare me (I'm not sure which response he wanted) into giving in. Naturally, that didn't work. After all, I've lived through worse with him.
Finally, he tried the I-love-you-mom-and-I'm-your-favorite-son as he cuddled up (all 6'3" of him) on my lap. It would never have worked, except that while trying to get his lanky frame into position to hug me he accidentally trapped my face in his armpit.
Now, you're probably wondering why trapping my face in his armpit worked. It was because his younger sister walked in just then and blurted out: "No! I told you to kiss up to her, not to stink her out." It's almost impossible for me to say no in the middle of a fit of the giggles...