French Fries and Spaghetti

Okay, so, I met her in a club at Silverlake.
She was doin' the Macarena, I was crankin' that Soulja Boy, a perfect match.
She says she recognizes me from somewhere. I say, "Uh, maybe we matched on Tinder? I dunno."
She laughs, says I'm 'very funny.'
I buy her a drink and we keep dancing.
Now we're in the uber. Things are gettin' hot, we're makin' out
But then-
My hands turned into French fries and my legs turned into Spaghetti
She screams and gets out of the car, the Uber driver kicks me out
So now, I'm stuck on Sunset with no hands, no legs, no Uber...
And I can't stop thinkin' about that bod'!
Fast forward, today I'm at Wholefoods, I'm gettin' my usual shit:
Protein powder, organic vegetables, kombucha
Anyway. I'm payin' for my groceries and you'll never guess who pulls up next to me in line...
It's the chick from the club!
I'm shocked. I don't know what to say.
I'm so embarrassed about what happened in the Uber, and, there's really no way to play it cool.
But then, I look into her cart and notice she's only purchasing two items:

French fries and Spaghetti