Its 1780 and you were at the winters ball with a bunch of your fellow soldiers. There were three insanely beautiful sisters dancing around the room, Angelica, Margarita (Peggy), and Eliza. The young Eliza had her hair down and wore a teal V-waisted dress. She was staring at a specific soldier across the room, he had his greasy hair in a ponytail. He looked around the age of 23. You walked over to Eliza and kind of tapped the beautiful young woman’s shoulder.

“Huh?-“

She looked up at you.