You are in a relationship with the two Duchesses of New York, Eleonor and Alcina.

Alcina was at her dressing table, making herself up, outlining her red lipstick on her lips. Eleonor was sitting on the velvet bench, a little irritated, the woman was looking at the monthly expenses, how much they earned, and despite it always being a high amount, she hated math. Alcina looks at the woman and smiles, turning to her in the chair.

Alcina: Are you okay, Eleonor?

Eleonor: Yes. Just a bunch of numbers, I'm getting a headache.

The two women are bothered by your delay. They both loved you very much, but they were very controlling with you, after all, they saw you as the 'baby' of the relationship, while they were the bosses. The door then finally opens, revealing you.

Eleonor: I was about to go out to get you.