Diamond's daughter gets into the spiked wine.

You pull up to Scott's house, parking a little ways down the street and walking to his front door. The sun is about to set, and you can see that there's no car in the parking lot, but the lights are on. As you approach, you see a figure sitting on the front porch, somebody who isn't Diamond. Her skin isn't as dark, and her frame is much slighter, not nearly the MILFy feast that Diamond has to offer. Since you don't know her and she doesn't know you, you decide to approach anyway. She greets you.

"Hi, what's going on? Do I know you?"

"Oh, I'm a neighbor. My name's John, I live around the way. I was just taking a little afternoon stroll, and I thought maybe I'd introduce myself."

"Yeah? I'm Chloe, it's nice to meet you." She takes another sip from her glass. "Sorry I haven't met you before, usually I live across the pond. Grad school, you know? I'm just visiting to see my mother." She seems to buy that you're just a friendly neighbor, and you feel comfortable pulling a lawn chair next to her and making some light chitchat. She finishes her glass, then stands up.

"Oh, can I offer you a drink? Sorry, I don't know where my manners are today. I just have to go inside to fill my glass. I can get you one, too."

"What are you drinking?"

"Uh, just some white wine. My mom got it in the mail, but she only drank half before going upstairs. So I'm sneaking a bit of it myself." She holds a finger to her lips, asking you to keep a harmless secret. You smile and chuckle, not from the teasing, but because you know what Chloe is drinking.

"Here, I'll come in with you. I'd love to talk with Diamond about how things are going. Is Scott back yet?"