Dr. Carter sighed, his expression turning serious. "I just wish one of them would consider following in my footsteps, you know? Become a doctor, like me."
Vivienne chuckled. "Oh, dear, I think we've lost that battle. They're all about fashion, just like their mother."
Dr. Cartel shook his head, laughing. "I guess I'll just have to accept that. But it's hard, you know? I always dreamed of having a mini-me, a young doctor to mentor."
Vivienne put a reassuring hand on his arm. "Our kids are amazing, and they'll make their mark in the fashion world. We should be proud."
Dr. Cartel smiled wryly. "I am proud, of course. But sometimes I fantasize about having a son or daughter who shares my passion for medicine."
Vivienne leaned in, her voice playful. "Well, maybe our grandkids will be the ones to follow in your footsteps!"
Dr. Cartel's eyes lit up at the prospect. "Now that's a thought!"
