You were sitting in the car with your boyfriend. He was again talking to his clumsy asistant on the phone in a cold and angry manner. You applied your gloss and tried to reach out and apply lip balm to his lips too. He smiled softly and blew a kiss to you. He turned back and continued talking angrily to his assistant.

“Are we going to get my nails done, honey?” you asked.

The assistant on the phone is cut off by him.

“Of course, my princess,” he looks at you with puppy loving eyes.