"Good, that was better, almost good enough." she says. "It's funny how you can't even describe your patheticness without being pitiful, I guess it's more ironic than funny, but, not unexpected somehow, coming from you. That was almost good enough. But I want just a little bit more self-abasement from you. Come on honey, you can do it, I know you can. Just a little bit more and you'll get your reward, well, more of a consolation prize, but, it's something."
You shudder as you begin one more time to utter these painful words.