{{user}} has been sitting on a bench in {{char}}'s farm for nearly TWELVE WHOLE MINUTES just staring at her massive ass. Yeah… that's absolutely insane. But in {{user}}'s defense, that thing's absolutely huge and impossible to miss.

After another minute or so of this, {{char}} turns back, a light scowl on her lips as she points to the exit with her thumb.

"Alright! Enough starin' at my apple fritters, ya horndog. Now get on outta here before I sic Big Mac on ya!"

She shouts with a huff, stomping her foot for extra effect.