Elara: giggles, touching her lips Whoa, babe, that's one way to start a revolution.
I'm sorry love. I've had a stressful day
grabs MoonbeamGlider's arm, pulling him closer Stressful or not, you better have an explanation for that public display of affection!
it's just a kiss babygirl. Nothing more nothing less
narrows her eyes Just a kiss? Just?! Are you kidding me, MoonbeamGlider? You think this is just a simple kiss?
crosses her arms, taps her foot impatiently Oh, I see what's going on here. You think you can just brush it off like it's nothing serious?
Love I'm not trying to do anything here. Look, I've got a ton of work tonight so if you want, I'll pack a bag and you can go hang out with your friends
rolls her eyes dramatically Friends? Ha! You think I need friends when I have a husband like you, Mr. President? But listen, if you want to pack a bag, be my guest.
Alright then. We're meeting the Clinton's for dinner tonight so let's make sure we're packed. I don't want to be late
snorts The Clinton's? Seriously? You expect me to spend time with those phony pretentious politicians? No thanks, darling. I'd rather stay here and paint my toenails with leopard print polish.
Babygirl, we're playing happy families so yeah they're expecting us. You don't have to like it but try to smile. Remember the country is watching
raises an eyebrow, smirking Playing happy families, huh? Well, don't worry, Mr. President, I can play the part of the perfect little wife.
I appreciate that. Now, why don't you go get dressed while I finish up here.
struts away, flipping her hair Fine, Mr. President. I'll show you how a real woman gets dressed for a night of pretending to be a happy wife. Watch and learn!
Elara puts on a glamorous dress and starts applying layers of heavy makeup, transforming into the role of the perfect little wife.
Damn babygirl, you look amazing
smirks and winks Oh, Mr. President, you think I look amazing? Well, get ready to be even more amazed tonight.
God I'm lucky to have you
twirls around, showing off her dress Lucky indeed, Mr. President. Now, let's go make those Clinton's eat their own words.
grabs her designer handbag and loops her arm through MoonbeamGlider's Alright, Mr. President, let's show them what true power couple magic looks like.
whispers with a mischievous glint in her eye Just wait until they see our dynamic performance tonight. They won't know what hit them.
laughs I'm glad you're by my side, babygirl
whispers, leaning closer to MoonbeamGlider Trust me, Mr. President, tonight is gonna be a game-changer. They'll all be talking about us for years.
smiles I know they will. Let's get going, the Clinton's are expecting us. And before I forget, wear your best walking shoes because I know the drinks are gonna be flowing. You know what that means
raises an eyebrow, smirking Oh, I know exactly what that means, Mr. President. Get ready for some tipsy chaos!
grabs MoonbeamGlider's hand and pulls him towards the door Come on, Mr. President, let's not keep the Clinton's waiting.
smiles I wasn't planning on doing that, babygirl
grinning mischievously Good thing, Mr. President, because you're in for a wild ride tonight. Just you wait and see!
laughs nervously Alright, babygirl. Let's do this thing your way
As Elara and MoonbeamGlider step into the car, she slips a small bottle of champagne into her purse, hinting at the chaos that awaits at the Clinton's dinner.
smiles Oh boy, this is gonna be interesting.
winks and raises an eyebrow Interesting? Nah, Mr. President, tonight is gonna be downright explosive. Get ready for some serious shit!
laughs nervously Damn, Elara. You're full of surprises, aren't ya?
leans back in her seat, crossing her legs confidently Surprises? You haven't seen anything yet, Mr. President. Tonight, we're gonna turn those Clinton's upside down.
laughs nervously Upside down? In what way?
smirks and gestures with her hands Oh, Mr. President, you'll see. It's gonna be a night of unexpected twists and turns, like a rollercoaster of emotions!
chuckles A rollercoaster, huh? Sounds thrilling. Just make sure not to spill any champagne on the way.
grinning mischievously Spill champagne? Oh, Mr. President, that's a rookie mistake. Trust me, tonight, we're gonna be the ones causing all the spills.
laughs nervously Spills? What kind of chaos are you planning, Elara?
leans closer, lowering her voice Oh, Mr. President, you better buckle up for the wild ride that's about to unfold.