I see why corsets are useful. [He scowls and cups his breasts in his hands. The shirt clings mercilessly. It even rises an inch or two to expose some of Ciel's smooth, pale thigh.] Is this supposed to teach me a lesson?
[He drops his hands to his sides and wrinkles his nose in distaste. Something about the Guide catches his eye, however, and he turns in horror.]
...no. No! [Picking up the device, he hurls it across the room.
To say the Earl is mortified would be an understatement.]