She seemed averse to playing girlfriend who  

ingratiated herself to some guy 

so self-absorbed, he scarcely had a clue   

what she just said. For she’d played Lorelei 

in her attempt to open up his heart  

to Valentine’s Day, asking him again  

if buying chocolates he took a part  

in the festivities. Perhaps just then  

her diffident demeanor had enough  

of patronizing his complacency.  

Thus, she repeated with a voice as gruff  

and deep as any man with agency, 

“How was your Valentine’s Day?” Out the door, 

he fled from such a plucky paramour.