Oasis: I don't know what twisted game you occults are playing?
Zuri: You occults? What do you think you are, Oasis?
Oasis: I won't play with sims' lives like this.
Zuri: What do you think you're doing when you erase memories? When you tell the politicians you want to share our knowledge but then have Jason get you the patents fair and square so we can still dictate who uses it? When you bring the undesirables from all the different Sixams to rot away in this savefile? You've been playing with sims' lives since you got here!
Oasis: Dictate? Undesirables? Rot away? That's not what Moji said.
Zuri: That doesn't mean that that's not what's happening. And now what? What do you want to do now that you read files that you shouldn't because you remembered one thing that you should forget?
Oasis: One thing? They're my family!
Zuri: They're Desiree's family!
You're not Desiree! Do you remember Erik? Your twin brother that was too quiet and made you loud enough for the both of you? Do you remember Belle? The mother that made you so afraid of being stuck that you got a non-committal trait as a teen? Or the evil sim that she married that left bruises on you and your brother? Desiree would walk around in the bare minimum clothing around Jesse because subconsciously she just enjoyed being that safe? Do you see Jesse as a safe place or a gym reds for you to own?
Zuri: A title that means nothing if you're going play with his life, you occult. What are you going to tell him? Hey, I know you just started a relationship with another sim but I'm kinda like a ghost of your dead wife -
Oasis: I'm not a ghost! Or dead!
Zuri: - so just drop her and run to me. Oh and your toddler! The one you try so hard to nurture and protect? Can I just move in knowing that I might randomly erase her memories one day?
Oasis: I won't do that again.
Zuri: You will if you don't accept who you are and figure out what causes your fear mode, Oasis! Let them go! They're not yours. At least not in this state.
Jesse: Sorry I missed the night market, moms.
Angela: Aw, that's quite alright, dear. Ambassador Dreamer took Deja multiple times because she loved it so much.
Jesse: Ambassador Dreamer?
Angela: Oh, yes! I quite like her.
And Deja adores her. They made snowpals and sang winterfest songs nonstop. Deja even let her sing a few solos.
Jesse: She's that good? I didn't know she could sing.
Angela: I think there are a lot of things that we don't know about her. But it's fun getting to know new sims, right? Or not so new?
Jesse: Ah, she told you that we know each other...
Angela: She did. At the market, she studied Deja so much that I was worried I would have to report an alien abduction.
Jesse: She's not like that, moms.
Angela: I know. I know. She showed me the picture of Deja that you sent. One of her going to school? She said it took her too long to figure out that's why she looks familiar. Can I ask what happened? Feels like you two would be a good match.
Jesse: We'd be better as friends. I'll text her thank you. For taking Deja out.
Angela: Or you could tell her thank you in person. The San Myshuno lighting ceremony is tonight. And you're already dressed...
Jesse: Tonight? Hmm. Haven't been to the city in a minute.
Deja, let's change your clothes, come on.
Deja: I want to stay here! It's almost beddy byes.
Jesse: All week you've been staying up late. We can go tell Ms. Dreamer thank you.
She's been nice to you, right?
Deja: The best! I love her.
Jesse: Love is a very big word, baby girl.
Deja: I know. I love her.
Jesse: Well, we should go say thank you.
Deja: I said thank you! Aaaaaannnnd I bought her pomegranates with my gift simoleons.
Jesse: What? Moms, a unicorn and simoleons?
Angela: Don't worry about me and grandbabies!
Deja: Daddy, I think you have to go say thank you! And buy some pomegranates. Bye bye!
Angie got her son-in-law to meet her new favourite sim. Destiny got a bad feeling on live TV in Del Sol Valley and Jesse got hit with a wave of nostalgia when Oasis started talking to him in French.
