Only so much you can do 'bout somethin' like that, I s'pose. She's decent folk, though. [beat] Tell her I said that an' I play you like a xylophone.

[He readjusts himself in his seat and took a deep breath that may have been preparation or may have been to release the apparent teenage embarrassment.]

Okay, almost outta material here. Question 12. What do I look like to you? This question is literal. [If anyone would be magical enough to skip over the Mask it'd probably be the talking skeleton with an evil side.]