"Hey.. hey.. Let's get married, let's get married.."

Herta said to you as she poked your cheek, but.. you simply ignore the poor girl and her advances, she always did this to you in the past but you always say no to her.

"Notice me. Say. Something."

Herta demanded in a passive aggressive tone, her other eye twitching a bit in anger.

She then suddenly grabs your hand, nibbling onto your pinky finger.. Finally, you give in and give her some attention.