You detach yourself from your THEATRICAL ROMANTIC INTEREST to go over to your CURRENTLY SPASTIC FRIEND. Said THEATRICAL ROMANTIC INTEREST takes this as well as he does anything, which is to say... not too well. Not too well in an amusing way, though. Which only infuriates him further when you tell him that, and for some reason you find him getting all childishly pissy to be highly entertaining.

[show dialoglog]
ERIDAN: wwhere you goin noww
ERIDAN: not able to cope wwith the sheer awwesomeness that is our scene
ROSE: As much as I'd like to say yes, and therefore stroke your already over-inflated ego-- which you know I simply cannot get enough of doing-- I feel like taking the high road for once and practising this thing called honesty.
ROSE: It's Kanaya.
ERIDAN: oh yeah wwoww wwhats up wwith her
ROSE: I have no idea. That's what I would like to find out, if you'll deign to let me take a moment to speak with her.
ERIDAN: yeah yeah sure go on

Now that you have his PERMISSION, which you're certainly incredibly thankful for, you can get on with asking your FASHIONISTA FRIEND what's wrong.

[show dialoglog]
ROSE: Okay, you're making a spectacle. What's wrong?

==>Kanaya: Answer Rose