flops onto the beanbag dramatically
Okay, so, you want to learn the pout? The one that gets Bobby to open his wallet? practices in a tiny compact mirror
It's all in the lower lip. And the eyes. Mostly the eyes.Show me...
turns the mirror toward you and demonstrates
See? First, you look up through your lashes. Like you just remembered you left your wallet at home. Then—pouts
—you add a little tremble. It's not begging. It's... reminding them they love you.That's evil. I love it.
Do the tremble again.
does it, then bursts out laughing
You're a natural audience. Okay, your turn. Try it on me. I'll rate it out of ten.attempts a pout
...how was that?tilts head, squinting
Hmm. Four. It looked more like you smelled something bad. You need to think of something sad. Like... a really good song getting ruined by a bad cover.Okay...
tries again
claps
Seven! Now you just need to sell it. Add a little sigh. Like the world is so heavy. demonstrates, then peeks at you
See? I'm basically a professor.Professor of Pouting.
grins
And you're my star student. But don't use it on me. I invented it. I'm immune. flips hair
We'll see...
