"No, no, you need to put the paint only on the face, we have something else in store for the neck."
John walked into a room off from the tent. Rose and Kanaya both looked like they were being rushed to paint a man's face. He briefly explored the idea of Patch Adams, a movie based off of a true story where the guy dressed up like a clown and went around making everyone's day so much better. That, was nostalgia. Rose turned her head to see him when he walked in. He couldn't believe he was supposed to be a dancer.
"Oh, hello John." Rose said, grinning. She looked back at the guy who was starting to stand up. She turned her gaze back to John and began to walk up to him.
"Is he supposed to be a clown?" John asked as the man admired himself in the mirror.
"No, he's a contortionists." She responded. Her hair was more of a mess than usual, and her clothes looked too big on her. The shirt, white, sagged more than it usually did, and her hairband was missing from her head.
"Oh, wow sorry!" John said, raising his hands.
"It's alright. I'm sure you'd know a clown when you saw one. They were talking about making you a Harley Quinn though." She said.
"Hahaha Rose." John responded. "I actually have to admit that I kind of miss all of that." He said. His stomach began to wilt with the past memories of his living room and bedroom completely cluttered with the paraphernalia.
"It's okay John, we all miss even the unwanted aspects of our old live. We'll get back to them soon enough though, and will likely begin to take them for granted the moment we step into the door."
He nodded.
"Yeah, it's just I really miss my Dad. I wonder what he would think if he saw me now? I'm a dancer in a circus! Which reminds me." The last bit of his sentence began to trail off as he realized The Pranking Master hadn't pulled any of his legendary stunts in a time far too long.
"What?" Rose asked.
"Oh nothing! You'll just have to see when the shenanigans get you!" He said, letting out a laugh.
"Let me guess-"
"No guessing!" John shouted. "This is a private matter Rose geez!"
She nodded, her grin still wide. "Alright John, I will let you keep your mischief confidential so that you might get a chance to shock everyone with your extraordinary pranking skills."
"Pranking?!" John said, gasping. He grabbed his chest and looked far into the distance. "Why Rose, why would you ever think such a thing?"