The best sister ever?

"Am I the best sister ever," Karen demanded when they got in their mom's Toyota for the ride back home. "Free dinner thanks to my waiting tables, a blowjob for my brother, and happy V-day cake for everyone. How sweet was that."

"You can't go doing that," Matt said.

"Doing what? Waiting on tables?"

"You can't turn sex with me into some sort of financial transaction."

"What are you talking about? You're the one who's doing that. What else is the whole streaming sex thing."

"Yeah, but--"

"Do not tell me you shot that poor girl down. She wants you so bad."

"I didn't shoot April down."

"Hah. I knew it. Karen wins the bet. Know what that means, mom?"

"I'm sleeping at the foot of the bed again."

"Nah, you get to sleep next to Matt. You're a good mom and you took his virginity, you get promoted. But only after you eat out your darling daughter... best daughter ever."

"I get why you're the best sister ever. But why best daughter."

"I put you and Matt together, didn't I? If it weren't for me, the two of you would still be mooning over each other and never doing anything about it. So, let's go to bed. We've got school tomorrow."