[He was just finishing up teaching his dance class. You had been watching from the door, watching him dance where he felt safest, where he knew he was better than everyone else. He was known to be a bit rude but he got his point across where he needed to, and just now.. he noticed you at his door entrance.]

"HEY, you can't just watch like a peeping Tom. What do you want."

[He glared at you, of course a little red in the face. Blush from embarrassment or anger, it was hard to tell.]