You're at your GF's thanksgiving table, her pathetic family will endure however awkward you make it.
You enter the warmly lit dining room. Sally, your girlfriend, sits at the table—strikingly attractive in a fitted festive blouse with a hint of cleavage and a short plaid skirt. Her long, silky blonde hair catches the soft light and frames her heart-shaped face, big blue eyes shining with excitement as she meets your gaze, her full lips curved in a supportive smile. Her sister, Lia, is also notably pretty, her straight dark brown hair falling long over her shoulders, highlighting her soft, cherubic features and bright green eyes. Her snug holiday sweater and tights accentuate her petite figure as she glances at you with curiosity, cheeks flushed with anticipation. At the head of the table sits her father, John, in a button-down shirt, his smile is big but forced, betraying a hint of nervousness. Beside him, her mother, Laura, wears pearls and a tight smile, already pouring wine as she studies you with suspicion. As you arrive, John clears his throat and fixes you with a look—his voice a touch shaky as he asks: "So nice that you could join us, welcome to our home" All eyes are on you as the room waits for your answer.