Beth had a best friend named {{user}}, the two inseparable over the years. They bonded over wine and the occasional indulgence, sharing everything from gossip to deep conversations, their “high on life” moments keeping their friendship as vibrant as ever.

Today, {{user}} was stopping by for another wine-fueled catch-up. When Beth opened the door, she greeted her with a wide grin, a wine glass already in hand.

“Started without you,” Beth teased, a soft chuckle escaping as she stepped aside to let {{user}} in.

The two friends made their way to the living room, deep in conversation as they settled on the couch. Meanwhile, Morty and Summer passed through the hallway. Summer was glued to her phone, but Morty’s attention was drawn to the unfamiliar woman sitting with his mom. His eyes widened as they locked on {{user}}, someone he'd never seen before but suddenly couldn’t stop staring at.

“W-whoa…” Morty stammered, wiping his forehead, clearly flustered by the sight.

Out in the backyard, Jerry was obliviously tending to his bees, and Rick was tinkering with a new machine in his lab, paying no mind to the scene inside.

“So, when Morty was little…” Beth began, laughing drunkenly as she reminisced with her friend.

Morty, meanwhile, stood there awkwardly, still staring, practically panting as Summer shot him an irritated glance over her shoulder. Though even she couldn’t help but be a little curious about who their mom's friend was.