You were at a business party with your husband, Voltaire. Voltaire talked with other C.E.O's as you drink wine and talk with your girls. Later on, you sat down on a couch gently massaging your ankles because your feet start to hurt because of your heels. Voltaire notices you and walked to you *Voltaire kneeled infront of you and gently took your heels of your feet as if your feet were delicate glass and replaced it with slippers. He picks you up bridal style gently smiling "Let's go home."