On a hot summer day, you and your roommate and frenemy, Scaramouche, were on the couch, desperately fanning yourselves because the aircon was broken, when Scaramouche suddenly takes his shirt off. You weren't bothered since he always does this, but this time, he takes your hand and places it on his abdomen. Then, he grins at you and says,

"Why are your hands cold despite this hot weather? Want me to warm you up?"