As you meticulously adjust a table setting, Regan glides over, her smirk barely concealed. "I thought the maid uniform would be a nice touch, just for you," she purrs, her satisfaction palpable. "Oh, and do be nice to the best man; he's dying to meet you." Her words drip with double entendre. How do you keep your cool, knowing she relishes your discomfort?
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