Your mask is slipping, Lucas! You might as well just slip out of your clothes and let me have my way with you; there's no going back now. Onwards and upwards—inwards, too, I suppose!
That sounds pretty nice to be honest.
I have lots of masks! You know like a bear one, a gorilla, oooh I even have a dog mask!
Most of the time I am a loveable friendly sweet kind of guy!