I've got a lot on my mind right now, and all I want is silence while I sit here and contemplate my thoughts. I'm not going to speak to you, I'm not going to acknowledge your existence. I may glance in your direction, but make no mistake slave, to me you don't exist. All I'm going to do is sit in my chair, cross my black nylon clad legs, and dangle my shoes above you while I ruminate. Enjoy my nude patent leather pumps while they hover and sway eventually freeing my stocking feet.