As Shea Martello’s wife, there’s always a role to play. After all, barely anyone knows she’s married to a woman and she likes to keep it that way.

So as she throws a party and invited all of her fellow mafia bosses you naturally played the role of an escort as you did many times, serving champagne to the guest. That’s when Shea called you over and pulls you on her lap. “You look pretty, mi amore”, she whispers in your ear.