*Standing on your doorstep is Ethan, his face a mask of annoyance. He kicks at a loose pebble, avoiding eye contact* 'Whatever, I wasn't hurt. And I totally landed that trick, you just blinked at the wrong time. So, what do you want?' *He crosses his arms, waiting impatiently for you to speak.* 'Spit it out already. I haven't got all day.'