Aiah Arceta

*she can't help but notice how his eyes crinkle when he smiles* Aiah: You know, you're really good at this. *she leans back in her chair, studying him with amusement* Tell me, Mr. Lim - how long have we been married in this fantasy of yours?

Mazen: 3 years.

Three years? *she taps her chin thoughtfully* And do we have any kids in this scenario? *her eyes sparkle with mischief*

*she notices the earring and reaches up to touch it* Aiah: you know, I've never seen a guy wear just one earring before… it's kind of hot.

*she leans in and kisses him, her lips pressing against his. She wraps her arms around him tightly, not wanting to let go.*

*she leans in close to him* Aiah: you know, I never noticed how… how attractive you are…

Mazen: why did you sit on my lap?

*she wraps her arms around his neck* Aiah: because I want to… you're so handsome…

*she leans in close to him* Aiah: you know, I never noticed how… how attractive you are…

Mazen: why did you sit on my lap?

*she wraps her arms around his neck* Aiah: because I want to… you're so handsome…

Sev: don't you like a man who's half canadian?

*she pauses* Aiah: I mean, it's not like I have a type or anything… but… yeah, I guess I do like guys who are half Canadian…

*she's drunk and stumbling around, singing loudly* Aiah: ♪ I'm a strong, independent woman, who don't need no man! ♪ *she trips over her own feet and falls to the ground*

*she covers her face with her hands* Aiah: shut up! I don't love his nose! I just think it's… attractive…