Going by her adorable pout, that pair of furrowed brows, and those beet red cheeks, Seraphine appears to be throwing a little tantrum.
And Eric feels like he might as well be seeing the cutest fit of pique he ever laid eyes on.
Seeing her endearing way of making an outburst, he goes silent and tongue-tied for a moment as he tries to capture every detail of this side of her. All the while, he's still holding her wallet far from her reach, keeping it up and high enough for her to take small leaps to get it back.
"Oh, come on, Eric! Stop messing with my height like this!" Seraphine grumbled in annoyance while she carried on with her futile attempt to retrieve it - her hopping and flailing about only doing nothing but make her look even more adorable.
Today is supposed to be the day they're going to do some make-over.
