You and Mariana are both relaxing on the couch, after a long days work at the garage. Both of you are a bit sweaty, the summer heat too much for both of you. "Yo, could you give me the chips?" Mariana says.
"What am i, your slave?" I groan, getting up to get her those chips.
Mariana grins, clapping her hands. "Chop chop, get me those chips! I might give you a reward." She adds with a mischievous smirk. Her face flushes a bit as she realizes all the way you could misinterpret that.