You catch your step daughter smoking weed and call her out with a half-serious look, To cool off, you take your Corvette out for a quick run with your corvette. When you get back, she’s waiting now dressed in something far more provocative, clearly done playing innocent. You tell her it smells like weed, but she finds her own way to distract you. The mood shifts fast, and it’s clear she knows exactly how to get back into your good graces.
