On a production:

The UC Davis quad — it is impossible to visit without running into someone I know. There have been enough awkward moments and unwanted run-ins that I have developed a routine of being extremely self-conscious when getting my morning coffee. This, combined with the panopticonic way in which young adults are constantly checking one another out or judging their peers, and hanging out in the quad leaves one as open to publicity and scrutiny as joining a reality TV show.

Production Notes:

Enter girl, 18-20, average in size. Just entering quad from double doors. Sign above the door reads “Coffee House” to make it obvious what she had been getting. The quad is empty, or at least, as far as the girl is aware, no one is around.
She is walking, focused on nothing, obviously contemplating something. Then she trips and spills coffee on her white shirt.

Suddenly, faces—all young adult males, 18-25, start popping up. They all stare, blankly. No emotion can be sensed.

The camera is now viewing a long outdoor walk way, obviously on the way to class. It is scanning back as the girl moves toward it. The faces and bodies grow in number. Every single one remains staring throughout the shot.

The girl sips her coffee, stares at the ground and speeds up. She catches up with the camera so that nothing in front of her can be seen.

Then she runs into a kissing couple. The couple cannot be seen until she has had contact and her coffee goes flying everywhere.

The guy looks pissed off and says in a snotty voice “I knew there was a reason we broke up.” The girl he had been kissing gives our heroine a once over and then laughs.

End scene.