A watches B watches C

It was a "Metropolitan Diary" moment (but they'd probably consider it not fit to print). As I walked home for lunch yesterday, there was a handsome worker picking at the caulking around the window on the building on Washington Square West. He was faced the other way so I was staring. A pretty woman walked by in the other direction. His head swirled to look at her. Or maybe it's a really trite New Yorker cartoon. Or Paul Cadmus painting.