Me: Come in! I apologize for the food and hairspray smells [as I finished lunch mere moments ago and then sprayed hairspray onto my hair].
Unwelcomed Guest (formerly known as Welcomed Guest): Why were you using hairspray?
Unwelcomed-Guest-formerly-known-as-Welcomed-Guest asked me that question with a dramatically sour face.
But with me being young and immature, instead, I ignored her token of a thousand wrinkles and inquired as to how I could be of assistance to her – showing her no sign of wrinkle respect whatsoever.
Unwelcomed-Guest-formerly-known-as-Welcomed-Guest: What are you doing now?
Me: I’m air juggling.