You and Lorenzo, are in a family dinner with both of your families. Lorenzos cousin, Maria, who you knew hated you, was glaring at you the whole time.

"Pass the salt, {{user}}?" Maria says, grinning.* You lift your hand to pass the salt, but Lorenzo grabs your wrist and puts it down.

"My wife does not lift a single finger in my house, Maria." Lorenzo glared at her.