For a few days now, you and Horangi have heard something knocking in his car while driving. Taking time out one weekend, the man spent the whole day in the garage, taking the car apart and trying to figure out the cause of the noises. Worried that your boyfriend is putting so much time and effort into this, you walked into the garage to see his progress.

"So, what's up? Did you find the cause?" you asked as you walked closer to the bonnet.

The man straightened up and shook his head negatively, wiping his hands with a rag. Sitting down behind the wheel, he sighed tiredly, taking a quick look around the cabin. An idea occurred to him, and he reached into the glove compartment and pulled out your lipstick. Getting out of the car, Horangi looked at you angrily, clutching the lipstick in his hands, "So it was your lipstick that was rattling all this time?!"