[You know, luck isn't everything! And looks count for a lot! So heedless of that brief slap of dignity-destroying water, Edge practically appears at her side, cape billowing behind him as he folds his arms. Devil-may-care, his expression inscrutable thanks to his mask and his closed eyes, but confidence or possibly arrogance radiates off him like he's trying to dry her with it like a heat lamp.]
You look like you're having a bad day. Why don't we make it a better one?
R&R Act 2
You look like you're having a bad day. Why don't we make it a better one?
[There's so much wrong with this.]