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SUPERMARKET SUNDAY (Part 2)

Raising her eyebrows and puckering her lips, Geri said, "Wow. I'm impressed. I wasn't expecting that to go so--."

Mona grabbed Amanda's shoulders and gave her a gentle shake. "But eating lots of men is still better than starving to death, so balance your man diet with a few grapefruits."

Jeannie clapped her flickering hands together. "And there's the Mona'ism."

Amanda snapped her head towards the end of the aisle just in time to glimpse an image of a handsome man holding a red basket. "He's still here. Safeway Guy." Turning her attention back to her friends, she asked, "Should I casually thank him for offering to help me? What do you think?" But before Amanda got a response--Geri, Jeannie and Mona flickered in and out of existence until they disappeared completely.

Shaking her phone, Amanda groaned. "Noooo! Stupid battery! Not when I need help and advice!"

Her need for advice drew her attention back to the pasta shelf where she happened to focus on a box of Hamburger Helper--the brand with a cute and sort of creepy cartoon glove on the cover of the box. Reaching for the prepackaged easy meal, Amanda said, "Help me, Helper."

Just as her hand was about to grab the Hamburger Helper, Amanda stopped and glanced at the neighboring box of Tuna Helper. "Well--considering it's that time of month--." With Tuna Helper in hand, Amanda looked up towards the ceiling and asked, "What should I do?"

Silence.

Absolute--silence.

Since she was talking to a box of processed food--silence was the most logical outcome.

Gently slapping the side of her face with the gloved box, she sighed. "Snap out of it, Amanda. Go talk to him. You're being dumb."

She threw the box of Tuna Helper in her cart and left the pasta and rice aisle for the open terrain of the produce section. There, surveying the long row of vegetables, was Safeway Guy.

You can do this, Amanda encouraged herself silently as she approached her prey. Talking to some guy won't make you more or less of anything. You're already perfect.

Rolling her cart to a stop next to the handsome stranger, Amanda and Safeway guy waited in silence as the automatic sprayers moistened the vegetables. Gathering every morsel of bravery she could find from within, Amanda spoke. "Thanks for offering to help me back there."

Safeway Guy flashed her a dimpled smile. "No problem."

Awkward silence.

That's it, Amanda thought. No problem? That's as bad as 'I'm good.' He's not interested in you, Amanda. He doesn't want to talk to you. Abort mission. Abort!

The two stood in uncomfortable silence waiting for the water sprayers to shut off. When Amanda couldn't stand the silence any longer, she decided to take a chance and freestyle. "Are zucchinis and cucumbers pretty much the same? They look the same from the outside." Making a grinding motion with her hand, twirling it at the wrist, she added, "I've used zucchinis before--."

Safeway Guy raised an eyebrow and hesitated before speaking. "What do you use them for?"

"For grinding," Amanda said, continuing to twirl her wrist. "You know?"

A wave of pink washed over Safeway Guy's face. "Uhh--."

"The spiralizer!" Amanda shouted, pointing her finger upward when the word finally came to her. "You know? The thing that turns veggies into noodle'ie thingies."

Safeway Guy appeared to exhale a relieved sigh.

Glancing in Safeway Guy's basket, Amanda noticed a box of super absorbent tampons. He's buying tampons for his girlfriend-wife. Slink away. Slink away NOW!