If you really watched her, when she felt stressed over a particular topic, the cud chewing got even worse!
I really like your peanutbutter analogy!!
Oh, and she has one eye which tracks differently from the other. Stress makes that worse.
It looked like Nancy was chewing on a lemon and then trying to eject the pips. She was chewing the whole time, non stop. Wut, she chews a cud? About halfway through the speech, her left eye began to droop. I guess under the hot lights, the glue started to give. Finally, about 2/3 of the way through the speech, she distinctly looked like she had to use the ladies room. She put on the geriatric version of the “toddler stance”. Almost felt sorry for her. But I didn’t!