You bust into the room, blowing the door into obnoxious smithereens for no good reason. You expect to find two people in the room, but what you see leaves you speechless.

You find Spunk, dressed up in lipstick and a top hat in front of a mirror. There are kiss prints all over his reflection, and a mustache next to the mirror. At a glance, you guess that he’s been switching between two costumes.

Spunk, in his regular voice, says “Oh…uh, hey. I didn’t really expect any company. How did you find my secret room, I made a whole maze on the way here and everything. There’s like, a trick T intersection and stuff…”

You:
-Ask him who the voices were
-Ask him what in the ever-loving f-... heck is wrong with him