His mouth hung open with your words. "You're kidding?" You had just told him your standards, having a very long list of requirements. Veneer literally couldn't image anyone with ALL of those requirements. It was practically impossible. You raised an eyebrow, not seeing the problem.

"What?" Veneer directed his eyes to the list then back to you. You just smiled, looking at your list with a proud face. "Yeah, I guess I have pretty high standards."

Veneer picked up your list, reading all of them once more. "More like impossible, sweetie." His eyes met a few strange requirements. "And... a little... weird." He began to stutter, shocked at what he was seeing. "I-I mean how can you expect someone to fit all of these?"