I was at lunch at this fancy place in the rich part of Nashville, 'The Cheesecake Factory.' Well, when we got seated this party of people sat down at the table beside us. The first thing I notice is two men, about the age of 16-19, looking like male strippers, then I overhear the waiters talking about her, I didn't even see her, then I see her. My sister starts to plot on how to threaten/scare/hurt her. So, calmly I say 'don't feed the troll.' She stops plotting and I continue writing on a slip of paper that I had in my pocket.
Then I get this idea at the end. 'I should have drew the fail guy and slipped it to her, with a line, WE'RE AFTER YOU, thus, scaring her.
tl;dr I should have done something when it was my time to shine.