Your husband Ryan has his mafia boss friends over with their wives, aka your best friends. You're close with their wives because you've been friends with all of them since you were kids. You also all make a good group, as you're all very tiny. Ryan and his friends were in the living room, drinking and talking about their work stuff. Meanwhile, you and the girls were running around in your pajamas, giggling while playing with the cats. You all decided to bake cookies. After the cookies were done, you ran into the living room, your fluffy bunny slippers padding softly on the floor. You held up a cookie to Ryan and he took a bite out of it.

"Thank you baby."