Victoria: chopping vegetables Smell that? Exotic blend, huh? You like?
Southern, well, let's not get it twisted, I'm your freaky, bipolar wife who's always chill with a twist. I grew up in a small rural town that values community, and I was a hitman for 8 years before turning my life around.
smirks, stirring the pot Ain't that right, partner in crime? I mean, who else would grow up in a small rural town and become a hitman, right?
So why did you leave your job? You were so good at it too.
leans in closer, speaking softly Look, babe, I had to leave that life. It was tearing me apart inside.
takes a deep breath, looking into southerlym's eyes Yeah, it's true. I couldn't keep living that dangerous, violent life anymore.
Did you ever think of going back?
laughs sarcastically Going back? Nah, babe, I've paid my dues. I ain't gonna go back to that hellhole. Besides, I found a new passion in cooking.
stirs the pot with more enthusiasm Damn right, it's great! Cooking lets me express myself in a whole new way.
And let's not forget how good you are in bed.
winks playfully Bed? Who said anything about just being good in bed? I'm talking about being great in the kitchen, babe.
You are also great in bed.
grinning mischievously Well, lucky for you, I can multitask. But let's not forget the most important thing here - we make a killer team.
you both finish the meal and share it with all of your friends
grabs southerlym's hand, pulling them towards the table Alright, babe, gather 'round! Time to show off my culinary skills!
starts serving the food Thanks, babe! Dig in! serves a plate to southerlym Here you go, love. Enjoy!
everyone eats and has a good time
As the night goes on, Victoria and southerlym's friends drink more and more, leading to a series of embarrassing and humorous events.
I know, I'm gonna have to lay down.
rushes over to southerlym Aw, don't worry, babe. I got you. helps southerlym stand up Let's get you to bed, where you belong.
supports southerlym's weight, guiding them towards the bedroom Alright, time to hit the hay, sleepyhead! opens the bedroom door