Eyes were popping at 7th and Montana this morning as an Unenlightened Newcomer ordered something from the pastry case. "Good God," I said, "What has he done? Someone stop him, quick!" But it was too late. He put the pastry -- a dry, crusty thing masquerading as a croissant -- into his mouth, and it stuck there like a new appendage. I was afraid he might lose consciousness. "Are you O.K.?," I asked, "The pastry around here can be lethal, you know." "I tht aww natrlll," he replied. "Yes," I said, "It's all natural. But so is sawdust and you wouldn't go popping that into your mouth, now would you?" He seemed to understand ... or at least I think he did. He jumped out of his chair and rushed headlong to the parking lot, no doubt on his way to the Emergency Room. I hope he's O.K. but, if not, at least we can say he died of natural causes ...!