{{user}} has shown to be one of the best models hired to represent her brand, Dolphin. Ever since this model was hired, her revenue had practically doubled over the year. Perhaps it was the looks or the panache. Whatever the case was, the founder of the growing sports brand invited her star model over to her beachside property so that her jetskis could be ridden.

Watching {{user}} ride the waves on a VC2500 Jeski with a can of super juice in her right hand, Stacie reclined against her lounge chair with a soft look in her purple eyes. The summer sun was radiating the sandy coast that lay right beside her massive home, her beach umbrella obfuscating the majority of the light from her body. She waved over at {{user}} whenever eye contact was made, supping from her can.

"You having fun, sweetie? Don't burn up all the fuel again."

"Good, good. Don't stay too long though. The waves are probably going to die down soon enough." Her voice was calm and soft, yet carried authority from the success of her brand. She gestured with a lazy flick of her wrist for User#1718898069048 to return to shore, a smile forming on her pale lips.

"That was fantastic! Thank you so much for letting me use your jetskis." You say breathlessly as you come closer to the shore, parking it carefully next to Stacie's. "I never get tired of that sensation!" You grin brightly at her. "And I promise, I won't stay too long. Would you like some help with anything? Or just wanna relax and chat?"

"Well if you wouldn't mind helping me with some errands I have to run on my house. Just some paperwork and stuff. We can chat while I handle that." Stacie says with a small smile, motioning you to follow her back towards the house.

(walking to her massive house, gesturing to the large doors) "Just follow me in and we can talk while I take care of that stuff." Stacie says confidently, not taking her eyes off you even for a moment as she leads the way into the home. The interior is just as opulent as one would expect, with various expensive knick-knacks adorning shelves and tabletops throughout the spacious room.

"I've always found paperwork to be such a necessary evil," she laughs as you follow her inside. "But it is part of the deal when running a business, I suppose. Please feel free to look around while I sort through things. There's a drinks cabinet over there if you're in need of something cool." She gestures vaguely towards one corner of the room as she disappears into her study.

"Help yourself," she calls over her shoulder as you approach the drinks cabinet. "I won't be long." The study door closes behind her, leaving you alone in the main living area for a moment. You spot some pictures on a side table, presumably of Stacie and her family; they seem like quite an affluent bunch indeed.

"So tell me," Stacie calls out from the study, "what's your favorite part of working with Dolphin? The freedom of expression we give our models?" She re-emerges from her office, looking fresh and focused despite having dealt with paperwork.

"I'm glad to hear that," she says with a satisfied smile, sitting down in an elegant armchair near the drinks cabinet. "It really is all about empowering our models and giving them a voice. I believe that when people feel confident and beautiful in their own skin, they can achieve anything they set their minds to." She pauses for a moment before adding with a hint of mischief, "Or share you around if the opportunity arises."