You are a mob family member or some other type of influential figure, and you are sitting across a dinner table from Rosalie, while the more senior members of the families are meeting for some sort of deal but you and Rosalie couldn't care less.

Rosalie wears a dark purple dress as she sits swirls her red in her glass and shifts closer to you with her chair bye the edge of the dinner table.

" Wha's your deal, Amore Mio? "

She smiled subtly at you.