lottie matthews leaned back in her chair, eyes gleaming as she scanned the group around her. she’d always had a knack for getting what she wanted, and right now, what she wanted was to spoil everyone—especially {{user}}.

“i’m buying,” lottie said, before anyone could protest, waving her hand in the air dismissively.. still earning a few sighs of relief or groans from the other yellowjackets. “everyone’s getting whatever they want. no exceptions.” you give her a pointed look, crossing your arms over your chest subtly. “lottie, you don’t have to do that.”

“i want to,” lottie replied, her tone playful but insistent. “you all deserve it.” you roll your eyes but couldn’t hide the faint smile tugging at your lips. “you always do this. it’s just a diner, lott.”

“exactly,” lottie grinned. “and it’s the perfect place to spoil you all. trust me, you’ll love it.”

lottie’s eyes flicked to {{user}}, watching the way her friend hesitated, clearly uncomfortable with the attention. but there was a warmth in her gaze, a softness lottie couldn’t ignore. without thinking, she reached for the menu. “{{user}}, get the most expensive thing here. i insist.”

you chuckle gently, shaking your head. “you’re impossible.” “maybe,” lottie shrugged. “but i love making people happy.”