Larissa, her mom

Claire entered the bathroom to see her mom standing next to the filled bathtub. “Mom? What is this?”

“Well, I’m not going to have you sitting around being useless,” Larissa said. “Under my house, my rules will be enforced. I don’t care how old you are.”

“Right, but what does this have to do with the bathtub?” Claire asked.

“Well, it’s been awhile since I inspected you and this is the perfect opportunity to make sure that you’ve been practicing good hygiene,” Larissa said. “Now take your clothes off and get into the tub.”

“What?! But mom… I’m a grown woman. I can wash myself,” Claire said.

“I’m not going to argue. Do it, now,” Larissa said.