What do you do, dear?

When it is after midnight and you see a lady you do not know walking down the street with a six-pack, it is never appropriate to holler after her. It is especially never appropriate to follow her and call out about buying one of her beers. It is least appropriate to attempt to open the door to her apartment building if you do not catch up to her in time to, what? Tap her on the shoulder? Grab her arm? Wave your hand in front of her face? Engage her in unwanted conversation?

You and I, sir, we are not interacting. If you force an interaction, you will not like what you get. We are not even going to talk about how much you shouldn't be doing what you are doing. I am ignoring you ON PURPOSE.

Also, my beer is too good for you.

the hedge abides.