[Did she just-- She really-- That stupid chart...! He's rather torn between laughing hysterically and closing the closet door to never come out again. Clearly there's only one solution here: lie, lie and lie some more. Lying makes everything better! Or he just has some really horrible coping mechanisms.]

...Ah. You think so? I thought I was providing the beefcake for this story.

[He shamelessly strikes a pose... Or tries. He's a little limited on mobility at the moment considering he looks like he went toe-to-toe with a tractor and lost.]

--Wait. Aren't you a little young for this?!