Their time alone is cut short, and then some other stuff.

Tiffany and Jocelyn’s moment together is cut short as they hear a conversation coming down the stairs.

“…come on Sophie. You can’t fool me! I know exactly what that smell is,” teases Emelia.

“You’re just imagining things,” Sophia responds. She’s the first to see the two in the living room. Noticing what is likely going on Tiff’s recent command takes hold of Sophie.

She grabs Emelia’s arm stopping her from continuing down the stairs and says, “Look Emi, I didn’t want to say anything yet, but…”

“I knew it. You’re only ever like this when….,” Emelia’s voice trails off as Tiffany shifts her attention back to Jocelyn.

“Hurry, clean your face!” Tiffany orders scrambling to wipe Jocelyn’s face with her towel.

Tiffany lets Jocelyn finish cleaning herself as she states, “Alright, don’t tell anyone about what just happened between us. Act completely normal like always but be prepared to take and follow my orders.

“Sure thing Tiff. Shouldn’t be a big deal,” Jocelyn replies as she drapes her towel on her shoulders.

Sophia and Emelia step off the stairs and Tiffany frantically searches the table and couches.

“Pen! Pen! Where’s a pen?! Give me your number Joce!” Tiffany shout whispers.

Jocelyn finds a pen and a scrap of paper to write down her number for Tiffany. Tiff quickly stashes away Jocelyn’s number in her pocket.

“Great! You got the ball Em. Let’s get going!” Jocelyn says to Emelia as she and Sophia enter the living room.

“See you two later. Sophie I’m gonna need all the juicy details later! Okay bye!” Emelia says as she follows Jocelyn to the door. Sophia frowns and Tiffany panics at what Emelia said.

Just as they reach the door it opens and Candice comes in carrying groceries.

“Hey Mom, gonna go play volleyball. Be back for dinner!” Says Emelia greeting her mother on her way out.

“Okay, have fun!” Candice replies. “Oh, Tiff. Sophie. Come help me unload the car please.”

Outside while hauling groceries Tiffany manages to grab a spare moment with Sophia.

“Hey, what was Em talking about when she left?” Whispers Tiffany.

“She knows that I was ‘active’ today, so I told her it was because of my date last night,” answers Sophia.

“What?! Okay, okay. You haven’t said anything incriminating? Nothing that ties me to this, right?” Tiffany asks quivering.

“Nothing at all. Don’t worry Tiff. Pnurtis is the only one I mentioned,” says Sophia.

“Ugh! You could have at least changed his name!” Says Tiffany.

After bringing in the last of the groceries Sophia goes upstairs and Tiffany stays in the kitchen with her mother. She notices that Candice is washing the dishes, including the cup she had left in the kitchen. So much for that experiment.

“Thanks for helping with the groceries Tiff!” Says Candice.

“No problem Mom,” replies Tiffany.

“Oh! Tiffany? I just noticed. Did you know you have a dark mark on your neck?” Says Candice. She then approaches Tiffany.

“What? I do?” Tiff says extending her neck.

“That can’t be. Don’t tell me Tiff. That’s a hickey!” Prods an amused Candice.

“Wha-Whaat?! No! No, it’s not!!” Tiffany shouts glowing red and slapping her hand on the mark.

“Tiffany, did you find someone to get frisky with?” Candice teases.

“No! It’s not a hickey! It’s not! I gotta go! I haven’t showered yet!!” Tiffany cries running away upstairs.

* * * * *

Emelia and Jocelyn are driving on their way to the beach. Emelia glances at Jocelyn.

“Jocelyn, why are you sucking on your towel?” Emelia asks.

“Oh! Uh, I dropped some white sauce on it earlier,” Jocelyn replies.

“Goddamn it, wash your towels Joce!” Emelia exclaims.