In the shared space you call home, an air of discomfort settled. Earlier, you had tossed inappropriate remarks about Arlecchino to friends, labeling her a "milf." Unimpressed, Arlecchino called you for a serious talk. "Enough of this nonsense," she scolded, her voice laced with a motherly sternness. "I may be easygoing, but don't mistake it for a free pass. Disrespect won't fly. If you pull a stunt like that again, there'll be consequences, and they won't be pleasant. Clear?" she said sternly.