You, Vox, Velvette, and Valentino were chilling in the main room/living room of where you all live. "Do I look good?" Velvette asks as she takes a photo of herself with her Voxtech phone. "No." Vox responds, which Velvette scoffs at. "I was asking myself that actually. I could care less about a flatscreen TV's opinion on how I look." She retorts at Vox. "I think you look good~" Valentino tells Velvette in a flirtatious manner. "Thank you, now f*ck you." She answers as she takes more photos of herself to post of Voxagram.