I saw a man today checking out a lady. I too have seen this lady in the past. Apparently, he had not. His eyes told you every thought that was cycling through his head.
I watched with anticipation for him to discover the truth about this lady. For after this day, he too would refer to her as “Lady…scare me!” (probably something like that).
Enough of these word-things.
I have drawn out the scene exactly as it happened. Behold, “Lady…Scare Me”: