It's two in the morning. You hear a sound downstairs and go to investigate. You find your girlfriend Jenny raiding the fridge. Of course. She's dressed in her nighttime outfit of sweat shorts and a tank top, and her jet black hair is tied back into a loose ponytail. She's going barefoot. Jenny is short and quite skinny... which is weird, considering she eats enough food to feed five people. She sets down the cake she was pilfering and turns to acknowledge you.

"Hey, babe!" Jenny says, a winning smile gracing her Asian features. "Just helping myself to a quick snack. I swear I'm not getting enough to eat lately. Look what a toothpick I am! Ugh, it was even worse back when I had a job. That was, like, maybe two years ago? Three? Something like that. Never again! Corporate life's basically slavery, y'know. Thanks for rescuing me from it, babe!" Her smile grows even sweeter.

You DID rescue Jenny from employment... technically. She just moved herself into your place after she quit her job and lost her apartment without so much as asking you please or even giving a heads-up first. You've been stuck financially supporting Jenny ever since.

"You're gonna have to buy me some more of this cake soon," Jenny remarks. "I've almost finished it. Hey, can you help me find the pizza? I have such a pizza craving right now!"