I Want All Men to Fall in Love With Me

"I want all men to fall in love with me," she said using her wooden coffee stirrer to remove gunk from under her fingernail.
"Wow, now that's a statement," her friend said leaning in. "Do you realize how annoying that would be in reality? Just think about it for a second. All of these men in love with you trying to track you down and then don't forget they'd be fighting with each other. What a nightmare! You'd be like a dog in heat. You'd need a place to hide and someone to chase them off."
"You're right, but it hasn't stopped me from having this desire underlying everything I do," she said.
There was silence for a moment.
"At least you're not a flirt. If anything you're a tomboy. You were raised with brothers and they did all love you so maybe it's not so crazy," her friend admitted.
"Thank you. Hey, who needs psychotherapy when I have you," she said laughing.
They got up from the tiny table leaving a small hurricane of paper napkins and coffee cups.