Of course.

So what if the girl isn't drop dead gorgeous. She's damn pretty and she's a girl. Not everyone looks a million bucks all day, everday. Besides, she has this sex appeal about here. You wouldn't mind having those nice legs wrapped around your head. So, the cafeteria's not exactly Taco Bell, but it's college, it has to be better than high school.

You quickly head into the cafeteria so you'll be sure to be right behind her at the register. You make it. You decide to pull the stupid act in an attempt to talk to her.

"So, is this the line where we pay," you ask her.

She turns around. "Yeah, but this is only for the salad bar or the cereal station. You get in line over there for sandwiches, burgers, pizza, and everything else you'd probably eat," she says smiling and pointing.

Great, you're not exactly a big fan of salad and would feel stupid eating cereal at two in the afternoon, plus, those chicken tacos are really calling your name. Then again, she did smile at you...