I glanced over, he was still looking at me. ''Uh... do you need something?'' ''No.'' ''Oh, okay.'' ''It's just...'' he leaned in, ''...you have an onion ring taped to your back.'' ''...Excuse me?'' ''There is a ring of onion applied to you back with an adhesive strip.'' I searched his eyes, he seemed amused, but sincere. My hand flew to my back with a look of horror and there it was, with ketchup and everything.