Eavesdropping

Earlier today at Starbucks, staffer at the counter goes into Oprah overdrive:

Staffer: "Are you just passing by, you're not working today?"

Me: "Just passing by." I wasn't exactly in the mood for a jolly banter.

Staffer: "So what do you do sir?"

Me: "Oh, I write stuff."

Staffer: "For newspapers?" Her face lit up.

Me: "No. Research". Don't worry, I smiled.

Near my table, a "business transaction" was taking place.

Aspiring sexy starlet answers questions from a giddy male correspondent of a well-known men's magazine. This mag is known for publishing provocative pictures of sexy celebrities. I can't identify the starlet, I don't know her name, but I've seen her somewhere.

The interview is obviously meant to be the accompanying article to the featured sexy photos.

Guy: "So which part of your body do you consider the sexiest?"

Startlet: "(boobs, her manager suggests) my eyes, and oh, my lips as well.

Guy: "So which part of a man's body do you like"?

Starlet: "Chest, yeah definitely the chest."

Guy: "What physical qualities are you looking for in a man?"

Starlet: "Uhm, he should be emotional. And neat. And nice to look at."

At this point, I couldn't help but look at the starlet.

Guy: "How many boyfriends have you had?"

Startlet: "(hesitates) Oh, many."

Unfortunately, a customer at another table yakked incessantly about an impending court case in his mobile phone. I had to leave.