“Dude!” he protests, affronted.

Twisting around, he squints at his reflection in the window to try and assess the damage. It’s difficult, given the lighting, to actually use the window as a mirror, and he certainly can’t see many details of his face. Next, he pulls out his phone and switches it to camera mode.

Grousing, he mutters, “Maybe I should ask Nancy for some make up tips to hide it.”