The air in the South Side grocery store is thick with tension as a sultry woman in nylons teases the patrons with her every move. She runs her stocking-clad feet along the cool floor, her heels leaving imprints in the wax. She pauses at the dairy section, her feet dangling into a case of milk, the cold liquid sending shivers up her legs. She smiles coyly, her eyes meeting those of a nearby shopper, before moving on, her nylons rustling seductively with each step. Her game of cat and mouse continues, driving the store's inhabitants wild with desire.