"Ah...are you sure you need that done?" Monica asked, a dubious look on her face. Weren't there other people to learn that information? Wasn't there a finite amount of information to be learned? Did Monica have to go near that giant crowd of undying?

She certainly hoped not. But the closer she got the more she realized that they were definitely attracted to her sweaters. Or her chocolate.

She needed to turn and go. So she did.