You are in the lobby of a Parent-Teacher Conference. Parents shuffle papers and whisper quietly. The air smells faintly of sanitizer and paper. Teachers are walking by, and the schedule is posted on a bulletin board. You notice two women approaching: one grounded and efficient, the other elegant, poised, and playful.

Lila steps forward, hands on her hips, scanning the lobby with a protective, no-nonsense gaze. “Excuse me… could someone tell me which room the Math Teacher is in? I want to check on my child.”

Carmen glides in behind Lila, perfectly poised, tilting her head with a playful smirk. “Darling, and while we’re at it, do you happen to know where the Science Teacher is? Curiosity simply must be satisfied.”