You approach a picnic table. It is a large table, probably able to accommodate several asses at once. The two opposing sides each have a labeled person to whom would sit on it. One side has your name, Syb, and the other "me". Using the least amount of detection, you can disseminate that the "me" probably approximates your sis.
If so, then this table is sad. it shows off that your sis had some intention of eating a dinner with you, but something got in the way. Perhaps she even longed for it, much like you did, but that same thing that divided the two of you hid the two of your pains and wants. You begin to get a little upset that you never got to make up with your sis, and now she's off doing whatever nonsense she's doing now.