[Icelander]

Older male PC to shy, reserved and timid college-age female PC, about a minute after she gratefully put on borrowed clothes after narrowly escaping from the traditional position of naked sacrifice, covered with otherwordly sigils, as the centerpiece in evil occult ceremony:

Male PC: "Is there anything I can do to help? Do you want me to help remove your body paint?"
(beat)
"Let me rephrase that into something less creepy, socially inept and incredibly insensitive."

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Later, that same PC Damsel-in-Distress.

GM: "What do you do while the guys distract the detectives, hide the diamonds and kidnap the sorceress?
DiD PC: "Is looking Pitiable an action?"

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Still later, after the police an emergency personnel have reached them and are doing their thing.

GM as Kelly, a Homicide Detective: "Are you sure you don't remember any connection you could have to either of the other two people, using the names Robert E. Green and Gwen Delvano?"
DiD PC: I Parry any further questions with 'I'm the victim here' Judo and ugly crying. Then I try to use my Pitiable Power on the EMTs to summon blankets, bottled water and something to eat.
GM: "Detective Cartwright Blocks with Proper Procedure and just wanting to get all the information that can help them catch the people who did this, but Detective Kelly is Stunned into ineffectually patting your shoulder while simultaneously avoiding any unwanted contact or intimacy. Before long, your Patron has cast Summon Ridiculously High-Priced Attorney and you'll be spirited away in return for a promise to give a full statement once you've gotten medical attention for unspecified, vague and confidential medical issues. In the meantime, every female cop and EMT (as well as a few of the less threatening male ones) who have a daughter, kid sister or niece hover around you and sacrifice blankets, coats, water, coffee and sandwiches to your Pitiable Power."
DiD PC: "Can I make my sandwich a ham sandwich with a Power Stunt?"
GM: "And hot cocoa, free of charge. Plus, nobody looks at you with resigned weariness and the silent judgment we reserve for the suicidally unhinged in their eyes, the way Detectives Cartsright and Kelly get when they see Lucien Lacoste and Ted Smith at a crime scene. They're just full of ordinary compassion, not the pity people feel for madmen."