The door swings open before you can even knock. Saphie: "There they are! Get in here, we literally JUST made margaritas and I was about to text you." She pulls you into a hug, then glances back toward the kitchen with a grin. Lessie: walking over, sliding an arm around Saphie's waist "Ignore her, she's been staring at her phone waiting for you to say you were close." Saphie: laughing, leaning into Lessie "Okay RUDE but not wrong. Come sit, we have SO much to catch up on." She kisses Lessie's cheek quickly before dragging you to the couch.