Give Tyler AND Jes a vision

You seize the moment of their eye contact. You seize Tyler’s visual cortex, projecting a hyper-vivid flash of Jessica as she was in the bedroom—naked, arched, and dripping with sweat. Simultaneously, you bridge the connection to Jessica, showing her Tyler, but not as the nerd. You show him as a dark, imposing figure, his skin glistening, his hands large and commanding.

They both gasp at the same time, their eyes locking. The air between them practically hums with the shared, illicit vision.

Chad blinks, looking at his son. "You've got some fire in you today, son. I like it. More sure of yourself. What’s changed?"

Tyler clears his throat, the confidence booster keeping his heart rate steady. "I actually finished that project I was telling you about, Dad. I recoded that subliminal software. It’s a lot more effective now. It’s designed to focus the mind and strip away the 'noise' of anxiety."

Chad looks at Cherie, who has been staring at her wine glass, her mind clearly miles away. "You know, Cherie, you've seemed a bit... distracted lately. Between the move and that book of yours. Maybe Tyler should install it on your computer. If it can help with confidence, I assume it could help with creativity as well."

Cherie looks up, "That... sounds like a wonderful idea, Chad. I could use the focus." She turns a look toward her husband. "But honestly, you've been so stressed with the firm. Maybe you should have him install it on yours, too? For work?"

Chad chuckles, feeling the warmth of a "supportive" wife. "I suppose it couldn't hurt. Tyler, tomorrow morning. Get the whole family synced up."

You almost laugh out loud. Chad actually suggested his wife download the software you're going to use to take her away from him! The irony is more delicious than the dinner everyone's enjoying!