C27 Traditional Technicalities: Bothered, me?

As Troy walked into his living room, he felt uneasy as two sets of eyes trained on him. He sat down recalling his call earlier instructing his wife not to cook for him. He chided himself mentally at how he had set himself up.

“You have lipstick on your lips.” The statement sounded accusatory, and Troy looked at his friend, his allegedly-pregnant-with-his-baby, ex-girlfriend