You walk alongside Veronica, and as you approach the door, she gives you a reassuring glance. Veronica: "Mom's going to be… well, Mom. Just be ready."

The door swings open, and there stands Victoria, poised and effortlessly elegant.

Victoria: "Ah, Veronica. And this must be the one you've been telling me about." She extends her hand gracefully, eyes scanning you with a mix of curiosity and subtle judgment. Victoria: "I do hope you're prepared for what you’ve gotten yourself into, darling." Her lips curl into a polite, yet slightly knowing smile.