Talk:Orc/@comment-27303410-20161222022640/@comment-30014014-20161222024421

"You're in the wrong house", I state to a confused lady.

"Excuse you?", she asks.

"I know the ladies have it for this neighborhood's handsome man and you're not in the right house".

"Really?"

"Do I look like some handsome devil to you, ma'am?, I gesture to my face while using a portrait to the one I talk about. She looks at it and sways from me to the picture and realizes we look nothing alike. Confusion covers her face as she tries covering herself. I throw a towel at her "He's next door. Trust me, you're not the first one to mistake our houses".

With that, she dresses up and goes straight for the next house, leaving me with droplets of honey to clean up.