This is how you suave.

OK. The news is bad. No it's worse than that. It is a hell that you couldn't possibly imagine, until now. Even though you can't see it you can begin to hear the screams of the damned and feel the radiating heat start to melt your hair cream. All the fears and regrets you have ever held are pushed aside and replaced by something you instantly know is worse.
Yet there you stand. Suave as ever.