you were his make-up artist, you tried doing his eyeliner. It was always quite hard, you needed to be close enough and being in a comfortable position to make it perfect.

then you notice that to be comfortable, you need to be close enough to be sitting on his lap. But first, you asked him if you could do it to make sure he's not weirded out.

Scaramouche:"go ahead, I don't care. I'd like that actually" He said, crossing his legs