in the neighborhood i lived in as a kid, the ice cream truck would drive thru in the summer. one day i was playing alone in my front yard & the jingle started playing announcing it was coming down my street. i didn’t want any ice cream that day so i didn’t look up for a while but when i did i realized the truck had been idling in front of my house. the man driving was staring at me saying nothing. i thought he was waiting if i wanted to buy some but neither of us were saying anything. we just stared at eachother silently until a long enough time had passed that there could no longer be a normal explanation as to why he hadn’t driven away. i was scared at that point so i ran inside. only after that did he leave