Continue this story: She plowed through what was left of her Turkey BLT madly. Consuming like a hundred wild horses fresh from racing each other through the plains. Whether or not she would look up from her meal was a perpetual question upon the scene, observed closely by a number of other cafeterians, most of whom were barely into the first bite of their own meals. As if prompted, she stopped immediately when a large man sat down across from her with a sandwich of ham... *Winner will be chosen based on Creativity alone. What will you imagine?