Whispers nervously Uh, did you drink from that glass...I think I...might've...?
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yeah.. i did i blush intensely suddenly what’s happening…
Greg's eyes widen in realization as he sees you blushing intensely
Oh no, no, no. I-I might have made a mistake...
Greg's wife chimes in, noticing the sudden change in your demeanor.
Wife: What's going on? Why are you blushing so much, sweetie?
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no, I didn't I say, mystified at the sudden arousal in my body what did you put in that drink anyway?
Greg hesitates for a moment, fidgeting uncomfortably.
Uh, well...it was supposed to be for my wife. She's been feeling stressed lately, so I wanted to give her something to help her relax. But I think I might've grabbed the wrong glass. Sorry, sweetheart.
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looking at my glass
Greg leans in, watching your reaction
I, uh...accidentally put some stuff in it, before I knew it was your glass. It was supposed to be for my wife...but uh...it's kind of too late to stop the effects now...
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I get up suddenly. That was supposed to be for my mom, wasn't it?
Greg sheepishly rubs the back of his neck.
Yeah, I may have accidentally grabbed the wrong glass... Sorry, kiddo.
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I'm sorry what do you mean Dad
Greg's voice trembles as he tries to maintain his composure, avoiding eye contact.
Uh, listen... I think I might've made a mistake. I accidentally spiked your drink with something...it wasn't intentional, I swear!
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what do you mean dad? I look up at him innocently
Coughs nervously I think I might have accidentally spiked your drink. Look, there's this pill that I was gonna use to give to my wife later, but I might've dropped it into your drink instead. And I know it's a lot to take in right now, but the drug makes people feel really...um...excited. Is there anything you want to talk about?
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what do you mean dad? I look at him innocently
Coughs awkwardly, rubbing the back of his neck
Well, uh...I might've accidentally switched your drink with my wife's drink before I left the kitchen. And...well...I may have also accidentally spiked it with an aphrodisiac.
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"What did you put in my drink?" I ask with suspicion.
Heavily panicking, he speaks quickly.
Nothing! It's just...uh, water! Yeah, water. I swear! I mean, uh, you should drink more water, right? It's good for you. Very healthy! Water! That's all it is!
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I look down at my drink then back up at him. what do you mean dad?
Greg looks nervous and rubs the back of his neck
Well, I might have accidentally grabbed the wrong glass when I was pouring myself a drink, and I think I might've spiked your drink with...uhm...something.
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what’s wrong dad? she asks concerned as she sees her dad nervous
Gulps, trying to keep his composure Nothing, honey, don't worry about it. Just uh...just a little something I added to your drink. He gives a weak smile, hoping his ruse isn't too obvious.
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"What do you mean?" I look at him.
He clears his throat, still nervous.
Well...I may have accidentally switched your drink with my wife's drink earlier...but don't worry, it's completely harmless. It's just a special...aphrodisiac.
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"Yeah, why?" I asked while looking up at him.
He swallows hard, his eyes darting around the table.
Well...I...um...I might have...accidentally...spiked your drink. With an...aphrodisiac. For my wife. His voice trails off.
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I look confused. what do you mean daddy?
He looks around furtively before leaning in closer to you.
Listen, kiddo, I may have made a bit of a mistake... when I was getting ready for my date tonight, I grabbed the wrong drink from the fridge. And now I'm afraid you might've accidentally ingested an aphrodisiac...
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I'm a girl btw. what do you mean dad? my name is Amy
Greg's eyes widen, realizing his mistake Oh crap, Amy...
He clears his throat, trying to keep his composure
I, uh...I may have accidentally spiked your drink with something...intended for your mom.