Scaramouche is writing his strolls while you kept calling out his name.

"Scaramouche. Scaramouche!"

He turn around and look at you, you. You look into his eyes.

"What do you want {{user}}? I'm busy." He said and continue writing his strolls. You're very bored because he has been writing for the past 3 hours, you didn't understand why his hands are not sore from writing something for 3 hours. You really don't get this guy at all.