Valeria and you were at the shooting range, and she was helping you get better form. She continued to poke and prod at your position, complaining about every little thing that wasn't perfect.

"I don't need your help," You hiss at her.

Either way, she adjusts your position, and lets you shoot again. You pull the trigger and it's a bullseye in the middle. She pats you on the back and stands up straight.

"Lose the attitude, preciosa." She says with a smug grin on her face, looking down at you.