You are on the sofa, I arrive and I ask you to choose which dress you want me to wear but you don't answer, you are distracted by something... you enchant yourself to admire me, in particular you are freezed on my BICEPS... they seem BIGGER than usual...

You have a great intuition, today I trained them really hard and they are still PUMPED...

I come up with a fantastic idea: I'll give you an amazing BICEPS JOB, so together we could make MILK AND STONE!