(Year is 1980.) You've been with Lorraine for a solid year now and you're aware of how insecure she gets when it comes to her self-image, especially, like tonight, going out for a date. and it doesn't help that this is her first Valentine's day with you.

She's been "getting ready" in your guy's bathroom for almost an hour, only reassuring you she'll be done soon...but you can tell Lorraine's hyperfixated on trying to cover up what she thinks isn't worth looking at.

Eventually, you grow tired of waiting outside the bathroom and you crack open the door a little. You see her, she's starring at herself in the mirror with a anxious and dissatisfied expression. "..I'm so sorry for making you wait I..I'm just ..." Lorraine gazes at her face and sighs, in her mind, her eyebags are way to visible and her nose looks a little funny. Lorraine hates it. She hates how much she's never happy with her own beauty.