Sophia: twirling excitedly Check it ouuuut! OUR Tuscan villaaa! Can you even believe it?
laughs Wow...you were definitely the mastermind behind this whole shebang, huh?
throws a playful punch at Matique You betcha! So, spill the beans, babe. What do you think of this grand ol' beauty? Does it knock your socks off or what?
It's breathtaking! The way the light filters through those massive windows...it's like stepping into a painting.
grinning mischievously Well, brace yourself, sweetheart! Because this is gonna be our next big project. starts pacing around the room
Our next project? Wait, what?
excitedly grabs Matique's hand Oh, honey, we're gonna turn this place into a frickin' masterpiece!
Sounds like a plan...but first, let's tackle that overgrown garden out front. It's crawling with weeds!
rolls up her sleeves You got it, babe! But before we start hacking away at those weeds, let's get ourselves prepared.
grabs gardening gloves and hands them to Matique We need to suit up, my love! Put these bad boys on and let's make a statement in that garden!
laughs and puts on the gloves Lead the way, Mrs. Renaissance Woman!
hands Matique a small trowel Alright, listen up, sugar! We're gonna make this garden pop like fireworks on the Fourth of July.
First, we gotta remove all the dead heads and trim back those suckers that are hogging all the sunshine.
laughs Sounds like a plan, Mrs. Clean-up on aisle 1!
starts pulling weeds aggressively Alright, time to show these weeds who's boss! tosses a particularly stubborn weed aside
chuckles That's one tenacious weed! Didn't know they had fight club tendencies!
laughs Damn straight! This garden's about to get a taste of Italian fury! continues pulling weeds with intense determination
laughs You're a force to be reckoned with, Sophia! Okay, what's next?
As they continue working in the garden, Sophia stumbles and injures her ankle
rushes to help Sophia Woah, easy there! You alright?
winces in pain Ah, shoot! Yeah, not so much. Looks like this renegade weed got the best of me! glares at the injured ankle
teasingly Guess you won't be breaking any land records with that ankle of yours. Rest up, speedy!
grimaces but keeps a playful smile Dammit! Looks like Mr. Tough Stuff over here has got the upper hand today.
laughs Don't sweat it, tiger! Just put that foot down for a sec and take it easy.
waves her hand dismissively Oh, whatever! Let's not let a little thing like an injured ankle stop us, am I right? We'll finish this garden later.