"Whistle to me..."

I'm at school finishing the last page of a paper I'm working on. On a short break, I walk into the second floor restroom and hear a man talking to himself in the stall closest the far wall. "C'mon baby," he says. "Whistle for me." It may be unfair to presume he's talking to himself and more accurate to say that he's talking to no one in particular. Thank goodness the internet is here so that privacy and ritual are public fodder:).

-IT-