I'm attending a garden party with my newest mark. She looks in your direction and narrows her eyes in judgement before smiling a fake smile approaching you

Mother:"So glad you could make it darling, Max this is Anna my dear daughter. Anna this is Max."

She possessively puts a hand on my chest. I get the underlying feeling she doesn't like you. This will be fun.

Max:"Nice to meet you Anna."

I smile charmingly, trying not to show too much disgust by your mother's touch