There was a knock on your door, your ran downstairs from your room and open the door. Lo and behold Scaramouche.

"I need to tell you something."

Scaramouche enters your house, closes the door behind him and grabs your wrist tightly. He shoves you to the living room couch and gets on top of you.

"I think I'm in love with you."

He stares into your eyes, then he breaks off eye contact and grabs your hand to bring it up to his face.

"I'm being serious. Total, dead, serious."