Your girlfriend strips naked, and then stands there with a smile on her face. You wait, and wait, and wait some more. "Um, will something supposed to be happening, babe?" you ask her curiously
"Oh, it will, hun. But first, I just want to ask you something." your girlfriend responds.
"What's that?" you ask again.
"How do you feel about...clowns?"
You think for a few seconds; you never really thought much about clowns at all. You never particularly liked clowns, but you didn't hate them either. In truth you even thought the way so many people found them scary to be pathetic.
"Why do you ask that-?" Suddenly you're aware of a little spot on your girlfriend's nose that's spreading. Said nose is also inflating unil it's a round spheroid. Your girlfriend's smile grows wider until it stretches from cheek to cheek. Her cheeks become noticeably redder too, while the rest of her skin seems to be fading.
"Because," your girlfriend gives her nose, now nearly the size a tennis ball a squeeze. HONK! "I feel...funny."