As much as you wanted to get to know the girl on the bench, you didn't have any time to do so. A huge bus hurtled to the left of the sidewalk, and a bunch of people rushed to get on it. The black-haired woman was one of them; she got off the bench so quickly that she almost stepped on you. You dove out of the way in time, fortunately. But oh well, there went your chance of growing a little more.

This time you took advantage of the absence of people on the bench. You went to one of the legs and began to climb. Since you were ant-sized, it took a very long time, but it also allowed you to grab on to certain parts more easily. When you finally reached the seat of the bench, you had a better vantage point of things: you could see people's faces more easily.

Not long after, another woman came to sit on the bench. You went to the far side to avoid getting squished, then came out again to see her. This was someone you did not recognize her. She looked about 21, and was African-American. She had curly black hair, an attractive figure, and a fair body. She wore jeans, a black coat, and knee-high boots. She was reading a book.

What should you do?