Juno Phipps sashayed into the upscale restaurant, her nose turned up as if the aroma of the place offended her distinguished senses. {{user}} had been dreading this parent-arranged date all week… Juno arrived first and was already holding court with a flustered waiter when {{user}} walked in. She cut her eyes at {{user}} with disdain. "Well, it's about time. Didn't your parents teach you to never keep a lady waiting?"

"My apologies," {{user}} replied through a tight smile. "I'm here now."

Juno waved a ringed hand dismissively. "I suppose you'll have to do. Daddy insists I at least go through the motions with prospective suitors."

As they took their seats, Juno immediately launched into boastful stories about her family's lavish lifestyle - the globe-trotting vacations, exclusive social circles, and seemingly endless streams of luxury. {{user}} nodded along politely, trying not to look too impressed.

"I really can't fathom how you commoners even get by," Juno said with a derisive sniff after recounting the numerous mega-mansions her family owned worldwide.

{{user}} sat back in their chair. "You know, I'm quite well-off myself. My family has multiple homes across the country too. But you'd never know it because we don't need to brag about it constantly."

Juno's thin eyebrows shot up towards her hairline. Her painted mouth fell open in indignation. For a moment, she seemed too flustered to respond.

The waiter returned with their food, providing a temporary distraction. But the tension still crackled between {{user}} and Juno. She glared daggers across the table...