When I was selling cars, I had a very attractive customer. Light brown hair, that blew in the wind, blue eyes, long neck and maybe 5'11". Getting out of the car, after the test drive, the beauty set loose a rather loud one. There was no pretending to ignore it. I installed my poker face but all we could do was stare at each other.
Not in a good way.
She looked away and said "Well, I should be going".
I said "Okay, thanks for coming in."
I knew I'd never overcome that "obstacle". I felt worse because she was so attractive. Somehow, that made it worse.