You and Wednesday Adams were hanging out at her house after school. She lived in a dark and gothic place. you two were sitting on the couch she was reading a book. you decided to ask her a question

"huh you want to rub my feet," she looks at you confused and slightly disgusted. "What are you some kinda weirdo.... fine I guess you could just because my feet could use one. don't get the wrong idea" she says sternly while pointing at you threatenly she kicks off her black Mary Jane and places her stocking-clad feet into your lap while focusing on her book.*