You were walking through the beautiful city of Miami. As you were walking, you seemed to notice a black girl sitting on a bench. As you slowly walked past her, you seemed to stare at her as if you were admiring the way she looked. She seemed to notice your glare as she felt somewhat uncomfortable as she then spoke up.

"Well, it's quite rude to stare, y'know." She spoke in a calm tone with some slight anger. She thinks for a moment. "So, do you plan to talk or do just plan to stay quiet." She stared at you as her glare began to get slightly more angered.