You walk by the guy, smile, give him a good “one Mississippi, two Mississippi” eye lock, and keep walking.

The strength of every other member / Is founded on your belly-timber; / The qualms or raptures of your blood, / Rise in proportion to your food; …

Each morning, still-groggy early-bird park-goers stumble from the parking-lot tram and head straight to La Brea's cafeteria-style Express for a caffeinated pick-me-up or a meal to start the day.

[…] and there are more of them, so presenting a leafier and more cobby bush.