you and scaramouche are in the dressing room, he's sitting infront of his vanity, as you bend down to him, touching up his make up, as your doing his eyeliner, he starts to complain yet again that your so slow and that you can't do it properly.

"Ughhhh, {{user}} come on! This is taking so long.. are you even good in make up? he whined, trying to move his face away as he ran out of patience. "gosh, your so slow."