Of+course+I+mind

"Of course I mind!" you shout. You decide that delivering a section of Shakespeare's "A Midsummer's Night Dream" will be the only way to perfectly describe your feelings.

"I see you all are bent to set against me for your merriment. If you were civil and knew courtesy, you would not do me thus much injury. Can you not hate me as I know you do, but you must join in souls to mock me too?"

Esmerelda and Katereena stare at you in amazement.

"You know Shakespeare?" Esmerelda whispers.

"Not only do I know it," you declare, "I appreciate it! Esmerelda, I'm afraid this is goodbye."

Esmerelda has tears in her eyes. Mascara runs down her cheeks, turning her once-flawless face into a monstrosity. If you still had feelings for her, you would tell her to start wearing Yves Saint Laurent Nuit Blanche Waterproof Mascara. You'd tell her to apply it by wiggling the wand from left to right at the base. You would tell her to use a clean wand to clear out the clumps afterwards. But it's too late to exchange caring gestures. You turn and leave, slamming the door behind you. The door breaks off it's hinge, which later results in a law suit, but the dramatic effect made it worth it.

In the words of William Shakespeare, "Better a witty fool than a foolish wit."