[Once again, the fear that was pumping through Mettaton's body is momentarily replaced with exasperation.]

Oh great. It's good to know that I have two stalkers now. I'm glad you're a part of my fan club, darling, [he says with a biting emphasis] but don't you think there are other things you can channel this energy into? Something productive. Maybe something like talking a long walk off a short pier.

[God he really hates Mirrors.]