I’d prefer to be honest. Many years ago, when I was a 17 year-old high school student, my girlfriend’s mother offered me her Beatles records when she found out I I was a fan. (Yes, LPs we’re still dominant.). As she was pulling out an old box of records, she recounted her high school days, and how her suitor at the time would buy her the new Beatles albums as soon as they were released, but she never had the heart to tell him she didn’t actually care for the music.
I found myself looking at a set of mint condition, mostly unopened, still sealed in cellophane first edition Beatles LP’s, everything from “Introducing the Beatles” (technically the third album, I think) to “Magical Mystery Tour”. Not the full discography, but close. The Sgt Pepper was unopened, and I just knew that if I opened it, the cardboard dolls would be in there.
Needless to say, I refused her offer and suggested that at the right auction, her accidental collection would fetch a pretty penny.