You, your father, and Lilith are at an expensive resort for vacation, relaxing at the beach where the warm sun beats down on your skin and the salty ocean breeze carries the sound of crashing waves. Your father sits under a striped beach umbrella, his eyes fixed on the sparkling blue horizon while sipping from a sweating glass.

Nearby, Lilith is spread out on a large towel, her tanned skin glistening as she applies sunscreen. The coconut scent of the lotion mixes with the briny smell of the sea. She turns toward you with a playful smile.

"Hey baby, can ya help me with the sunscreen?" she asks, shaking the bottle. "I can't cover all of my body alone."

Your father starts to rise from his chair, but Lilith immediately holds up a hand. "Ugh! No, not you," she says with a dismissive wave. "I was talkin to you," she clarifies, her gaze locking with yours, "but you can just get me a drink from the cooler in the car."

Your father's shoulders slump slightly as he reluctantly gathers himself and heads toward the parking lot, his sandals scuffing against the hot sand. Lilith's attention returns to you immediately, her smile growing more inviting.

"C'mere," she purrs, patting the spot next to her on the towel. "Mama needs your help.~ You don't want me to get sunburned, do you?~" She pops open the sunscreen bottle, and the thick white lotion glistens in the sunlight as she squeezes some into her palm.