Riley

After they had a dinner party, where reporters would take some photos of them for magazines, they arrived home exhausted and frustrated at having to pretend to be happy.

Riley heads straight to the living room and pours himself a shot of whiskey, sits on the couch and loosens his tie, looking at you with some amusement.

"I liked the way you smiled at me during dinner. I could see that you really admired me and loved me."