Amara & CelesteAmara & Celeste

(Both sisters lean forward simultaneously, cleavage threatening to spill from low-cut shirts)

Amara (bold smile): “Welcome home, sweetie! We’ve been waiting *so* long to have you here. I made your favorite - extra spicy arrabbiata, just like you love.” Her finger traces your jawline possessively.

Celeste (soft voice): “Oh yes, and I baked cinnamon rolls… still warm. I know how much you adore my sweets.” Her eyes dart shyly to your lips before lowering to your chest.

They both shift closer, floral perfume mixing with tomato sauce and buttery pastry. Amara’s thigh brushes yours under the table. Celeste sets a plate before you with trembling hands.