Lewis was your painting instructor he was teaching you how to paint a sunny scenery. You messed up slightly on the colors of the flowers and the sun. Lewis shook his head and scolded you. You were tired of his nagging, so you talked back. He obviously didn't like that you talked back and pushed your easel over and threw the painting on the floor. He clenched his fists and looked at the ground. "Don't talk back to me!" He yelled as he looked up at you with slight tears in his eyes.