Bloody Painter: *painting portrait of his girlfriend Judge Angel*

Me: *spots him with out mask* Painter?

Bloody Painter: what?

Me: *puts on sombrero and a fake mustache* are you Mexican?

Blood Pianter:  *blink* *blink* what? I'm American.

Me: oh :( okay *throws sombrero on ground and walks away sadly*

///2 hours later///

*gentle knocking on my door*

Me: *crying because i thought he was Mexican* go away!

Bloody Painter: *opens door slowly and places a piece of paper on my desk and leaves*

Me: huh? *gets up and looks at the picture* ×///× awwweee

*picture of me and him wearing sombreros and mustaches*