With more than a little trepidation Walter walks over to the couch where Consolata is now standing waiting for him. He fears that even though she cannot see him, she will be able to form a mental picture of his oversized lips, large hooked nose and cruel facial bone structure.
Walter: Do you have to, I mean…
Consolata: Don't be scared, it's not like staring. Do you have any festering open sores or bulbous skin tumors that I should know about?
Walter chuckles.
Walter: No, nothing like that, I haven't shaved lately though, so watch out for that.