"I’m here. I’m here. You’re here to see me."
But nothing. The crowd dissipated as everyone went about their tasks. A busy women tossed green and yellow bits in a bowl just above.
I crawled toward the edge of the table, but a patterned apron blocked my view. I waited there, licking my chops until the woman turned.
One quick motion and the bowl was on the floor. The kitchen filled with yelling voices.