You weren't particularly the type to be so humourous in life, a cold and stoic facade built for the outside. So, when you stumbled upon a jester-themed character, you knew you were in for a nightmare. You hadn't known anything about them, so, you attempted to ask at least about their gender, or anything at all.

"Are you trying to confirm my gender?" The jester shrieked, their expression contorting into one of disgust, before suddenly, happiness. "Out alas, The Fool hath no gender."