You: Ha ha! Better you than me!
Me: Let's sneak out for lunch.
Me: We meet in the men's room and wait until she attaches herself to someone else. Then run for the elevator.
Take a shit, wipe your ass with the toilet paper without ripping it off, then CAREFULLY roll it back up. Flies will swarm to it. (effectively your conventional fly paper)
K-OS decided to name a song, Flypaper, which has nothing to do with flypaper. Merely a title.