The short lean pale blond girl in the tan baseball cap, black tank top, tight black pants and silver jewelry whose ancestors arrived in the United States from various parts of Northern Europe mistakenly concluded that the equally lean, slightly tanner brunette guy of unsettlingly vague ethnicity with the muscular hairy arms, the buzz cut and the carefully trimmed cross between a goatee and a five-o-clock shadow who was obviously and deliberately avoiding her gaze as she stared longingly and lustfully at him over the top of her extensively illustrated large-type "Introduction to Extortion" text from her Community College Criminal Justice course was gay, when in fact he simply had no use for blondes, preferring, as he once stated with a great deal of art and no subtlety whatsoever in the midst of a flirtatious conversation about food in general and turkey in particular with a coworker of African descent, dark meat.