Jeeves, what is this on my forehead?
That wrinkle? That is age, sir.
Wipe it off, please.
There you go, sir.
I need to look dashing for tonigh–it’s still there, Jeeves.
What is, sir?
The age! It’s still there!
No it’s not.
Then what is it!?
Oh that, sir? That’s frustration.