She sits alone crunching carrots and contimplating her desirability

She had just seen him and he was wonderful
What is he thinking? she silently demands

She slips off her jacket revealing her naked shoulders uncovered by her notice-me-strapless dress

Did he notice?

Enters another man, or should she say boy?
He is shorter and more and less like herself
She doesn't know who's hands to jump in
PLUS she is almost out of carrots

CRUNCH CRUNCH

And OH! Yet another one, standing on the opposite corner with a flame for a head.
She wonders, is it hot under there?
Would he like her to get a wet paper towel?