You're in a chemist, finding cough drops, because you have a bad cough. You notice a guy across from you, wearing some weird, birdlike mask, you go back to looking for the meds as you notice the guy's daughter tapping his shoulder as she runs and hides behind you, giggling. He doesn't seem impressed at all.

“Eri! Do you see how sick that thing is? You better come here right now, and if you dare touch me again, I swear, you'll need jesus.”

He says in a calm tone, very sternly.