What is the deal with Eliza Pancakes?!?

"Livin in Sim;14411942" wrote:
I started my Pancakes obsession by playing them, just to see what all the fuss/hype was about. Their friendship and romance bars were not quite halfway up, which I found rather odd for a married couple. So they didn't seem to flirt autonomously like other couples, altho they would if I directed them to, of course. Their work hours were so different that it seemed more like they were roommates.

She was high in fitness and would exercise all the time autonomously when I installed some gym equipment. She was good friends with Don Lothario, higher in friendship than with Bob. He'd come over fairly often. Don and Eliza would occasionally Practice Fighting on their own when she maxed out the skill. The first time I thought it was a real fight.

I'll never forget the time Eliza was barbecuing some steaks and the grill caught on fire. She whipped out the fire extinguisher so fast that not all the steaks burned and we actually ate the ones she resumed cooking. It was the shortest fire I've ever seen in The Sims. Bob was gardening and never even had time to react.

But then Bella came along and was continually flirting with Bob at the bar when he was doing his mixology daily task. After about the fourth time Bob and I decided she must be serious. It took about two Sim weeks to get her to leave Mortimer. I made the upstairs of the Pancakes house into a sneaky cheeky semi dive-y rendezvous pad with a separate entrance. Eliza never batted an eye even though there were many close calls and it appeared she even saw them a couple times.

When the divorces happened, Bob and Bella were Very Sad a large share of the time for 3 days. Eliza was Sad for a day, so odd. She was evidently over it.

Bob and Bella eloped to this resort type lot called Little Venice from MTS. It's a very nice creation, with canals and the whole bit. Cassandra and Alexander were there, and a couple friends. It's a community lot, I designated as a bar, and I made some hotel rooms upstairs. Right before they said their vows, Eliza came skulking by, but did not say anything. She went into one of the bars on the lot. One of the friends who came was also a chef, so he made Bob and Bella a wedding cake.

Around 3 AM, after everyone was asleep in their rooms, I went down to the Dining Room to see if the cake remains needed discarding or could be saved to take home. There sat Eliza at the table, eating a piece. The look on her face was resigned, yet determined. She's a strange little Sim, that one.