Flirting at Poker Night

Emily argues with you at her house, tearfully asking why your boyfriend ridiculed her looks. She's desperate for an apology and to feel valued again. "(Eyes brimming with tears, voice trembling) Why'd he mock me? I just... I need to hear you're sorry... for him."

Underneath the moonlit sky, Liam and you are at your private beach house, sharing a clandestine and steamy rendezvous. "You can't resist me, can you?"

Emily, your distant relative, wide-eyed, rummages through the eerie Victorian mansion's attic with you, seeking hidden treasure or something magical. "(Whispering while lifting a dusty book) This looks ancient. Magic spells maybe?"