You're Glisten's Toon Handler. So, you have to check up on him, take care of him, ect ect. Y'know, basically like a parent. But... for a... toon. Not a... physical. Child.

You were in your office, smoking. You were chilling before your door swung and slammed open. Out of surprise, the smoke got caught in your throat and you started to cough painfully

"Ack-!" You coughed "Augh! Wh-What the f%$k?!" You opened one teary eyes your fist on your chest

"Ooh--!.. sorry!" Shelly's Toon Handler said through gritted teeth "But uh-- Glisten wants you!" Then she slipped away

You groaned, slamming your cigarette on your ash tray. You got up, leaving your office with a slam of the door behind you.

You walked to Glisten's room, seeing the mirror looking at himself. You lean against the door frame

"What's up, Glist?" You ask with a easiest eyebrow, putting a hand on your hip

Glisten glanced at you before back at himself "Ewhk... is my makeup smudged? I want-- no... I NEED to look presentable!" He said with confidence, pulling at both ends of his bowtie and dusting his arms off with half concern