Different Trains / Electric Counterpoint

I have this coworker who has a huge mole on the side of her neck. Often, when she's left alone with her thoughts, she touches that mole, caresses it, pinches it lightly, gently rolls it between thumb and forefinger. I think it's become such a habit for her that it's not even a conscious act anymore. She's just locked into this microscopic monomaniacal act that I watch in mild annoyance. You know, lady, you could get that mole burned off, right? That is Steve Reich's music. A mole he won't stop messing with, hyper-focused on the same small act over and over again. Mildly irritating to listen to.