Reggie walked into the room, finding Clio on her bed reading some fashion magazine.

"Isn't this sweater just adorable?" she said, showing the picture to Reggie.

"Yeah, it's nice. How was the rink?" Reggie asked as Clio flipped through her magazine.

"Oh, just wonderful! It's been far too long since I've been able to skate! I'm so glad Aunt Sandy and Uncle Raul asked if I could come along!" she said, looking up at Reggie and adding, "oh and to get to see you all as well, of course!"

"Uh-huh, I'm sure that was you're main reason for coming," Reggie teased her. "Quality time with the Rockets. The ice-skating was just a bonus."

"Hmm," Clio pondered, "well obviously you know I adore spending time with you, since I never get to see you anymore. I must admit though, I could do without spending as much quality time with one, particularly conceited Rocket."

They both laughed. "Sorry, Otto's part of the deal on these trips. I'm just glad you're here so I don't have to share a room with him this year."

"Glad I could be of service. So Reggie," Clio said casually changing the subject, "what do you think about Maurice?"

"Twister? What do you mean, 'what do I think of him?' I've only been hanging out with him for like ever." Reggie answered, confused by the question.

"I know, I know," Clio started. "But he's gotten rather cute, don't you think?"

Reggie didn't know how to respond. "Um, sure. I mean he's tall. And obviously, he's really in shape."

"Yes, good build," she continued, trying to talk up her cousin as much as possible. "Muscular, but not too bulky. Good jawline as well."

"Uh, Clio, where are you going with this?" she questioned.

"I just don't understand why Maurice can't seem to get himself a girlfriend. I think he's a rather handsome young man. Don't you? He's fun to be around, he makes you laugh."

Reggie started to feel slightly defensive. "Twister's dated before."

"Yes, I know, but he's never dated anyone seriously."

"Girls come up and flirt with him all the time, he just doesn't seem that interested in them."

"Oh Reggie," Clio replied, "Maurice doesn't want any floozy, dim-witted, fangirl who's astounded by the fact that he can simply get up on a surfboard at all. No, no, no, he needs a special girl and sometimes I just worry he's never going to find that. I mean, the boy's turning eighteen in a few months and he's never had a serious relationship. Doesn't that seem a bit odd to you?"

"Not really, to be honest. Sam's eighteen and he's only ever gone on like three dates. And none of my boyfriends have been serious."

Clio sighed wistfully, "I just don't want him to miss out. He can be a pain, but he's really such a sweet boy. Love can just be so wonderful. When you realize some special someone is the person you've been longing for and suddenly they're all you think about. You constantly feel excited being around them and you seem to have permanent butterflies. You long for one more touch, one more kiss; another moment with them. Do you think he'll ever have that?"

Reggie was starting to get uncomfortable, wondering if she really thought it was really Twister who was missing out on all that."Yeah, that sounds great. Don't worry about him too much, I'm sure he'll find that one day. Hey, what do you say we check on dinner? I'm starved," Reggie said, diverting the conversation.