I Don't Think the Paparazzi Would Take Photos and Think That We Are Having a Threesome

George said seriously, "I remember in the past, you would smile at me and address me as your brother-in-law and flirt with me. Then, you act indifferent. Were you playing hard to get? You flirted with me then ignored me." Sigrid was even more confused. "Well, it's not like I could just ignore you when I met you! Also, how is addressing you as my brother-in-law in any way flirtatious?" "Weren't you the one who said that calling me 'brother-in-law' would put you in the mood?" George raised his eyebrow. Sigrid's face suddenly flushed red. "I was just saying that in front of Rebecca. Why do you always talk about all this nonsense? I didn't mean anything by addressing you like that." George was still not convinced. "Yeah, you didn't mean anything, it just puts you in the mood." Sigrid gnashed her teeth, she could no longer stand the term "brother-in-law" anymore.  "I don't want to talk to you anymore. You always like to twist my words." Sigrid pouted in dissatisfaction, then turned away and