The Old Pasta Down The Shirt Trick

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So, I'm sitting on a comfy blue couch in the lobby of Two Union Square and There is a woman sitting on the other side of the couch. There are many professionals walking by and I am pretending to be one of them (no wait, I take that back!) I am eating a small container of pesto pasta salad. Some falls down my shirt. I contemplate going to the bathroom to remove it but I don't walk to walk even one step with chilled, oily pasta stuck between my breasts. So, I'm sitting there, bending over and sort of half pulling it out, half shaking it out. I am an idiot.

do the jerk * do the frug