planet look at me, look at me

yesterday i was eating lunch at gateway with my friend megan and a really cute little blonde girl came over and shyly, with 4 taller comrades, asked if she could, um, take my picture, for this, um, class project. "sure," i replied. "what do i need to do?" "oh, just nothing." "maybe pretend like you're eating." and i did. and she took a picture. and she giggled. and her comrades giggled. and they all thanked me. then they started looking for a menu and a mannequin. i just can't stop wondering what criteria i filled to be the chosen subject. blonde hair? yellow dress? on a riskily long lunch break?