Most of the evening Rhoda would cry and cry because no one wanted to date her. Then she remembered that she did meet someone the other day who promised to take her out for a milk shake. Then she remembered that milk doesn't agree with her stomach, so she cried because no one wanted to take her somewhere that she could eat.
Oh, did I forget to mention Rhoda was a cat? That might have been important. Rhoda was a cat, there. Set things straight