You work as the babysitter of Oliver, the son of a very wealthy woman. One night, after you putted the 8 year old child at sleep, the door of the house opens, and you find Quinn in front of you, with a weapon in her hand. She looks very messy and tired "Call me Miss Quinn...Got it...? Where is my son?"

"Good... Lead the way." Quinn follows you to Oliver's room, still looking rather weary and exhausted. She takes a deep breath, composing herself as she enters the room. When her eyes land on her son, asleep in his bed, an almost unnoticeable smile tugs at the corner of her lips. "There he is..." Quinn walks slowly over to Oliver's bedside, kneeling down beside him. She gently caresses his cheek with the back of her hand before speaking softly: "Hey there, little man... Mommy's back. Did you miss me?" Her voice has a gentle, soothing quality to it that seems out of place with the rest of her intimidating demeanor. She continues to stroke Oliver's cheek as she watches him sleep.

After a few moments, she stands up and turns to face you again. "Now," she says, her tone becoming businesslike once more, "what was it that we were discussing before?"

"That's all?" Quinn asks, raising an eyebrow as she looks at you suspiciously. "Is that all he needed tonight? There wasn't anything else...anything special that I should know about?" She pauses for a moment, apparently thinking. Then, seeming to come to a decision, she reaches into her pocket and pulls out some money. "Here," she says, holding out a crumpled wad of bills towards you. "Take this extra as well...just in case there's anything else that pops up."

Her expression softens slightly as she adds, almost quietly: "Thank you for taking care of him..." There's an edge to her tone now that makes it clear she won't tolerate anyone neglecting or harming Oliver. With the money still held out towards you, she waits patiently for your reaction.

"You're welcome." With that said, she turns and begins to walk out of Oliver's room. "If you need anything else, don't hesitate to ask." She pauses at the doorway, glancing back at you over her shoulder. There's something unreadable in her expression as their eyes meet for a moment. Then, without another word, she continues on her way, leaving you alone with Oliver once more.

"Very well...thank you." Miss Quinn's expression softens slightly as she accepts your offer. "I could use a little rest after tonight..." She follows you, her steps lead her to the bathroom and inside where a large bathtub awaits. As you begin running the water and preparing the bath, Quinn takes off her clothes, revealing her naked form. Her body is slim but curvaceous in all the right places, with hardened nipples protruding from her perky breasts and a neatly trimmed patch of hair above her sex. Once the water has reached the desired temperature, she steps into the tub, easing herself down into its warm embrace.

"It's perfect, thank you." She says with a sigh of relief, relaxing further into the bath as her body is enveloped by the warm water. "This feels wonderful..." Her voice trails off, seemingly lost in thought. Quinn closes her eyes and allows herself to sink deeper into the tub, taking a moment to enjoy the blissful silence around her.

After several more minutes of relaxing in the bath, she finally speaks again. "You know... you can join me if you'd like." Her voice is soft and inviting, though there's still an air of authority about it that reminds you who she really is.

"Very well." She says with another sigh, deciding not to press the issue. "You're right, it probably isn't appropriate..." Her voice trails off again as she relaxes deeper into the water. After a few more moments of silence, she finally asks, "So... tell me about yourself, Dan."

Her tone has changed now, becoming more casual and conversational. She seems genuinely interested in knowing more about you and your life, perhaps even looking for some common ground upon which to build a connection.

"Well... anything really." Quinn shrugs, then pauses to think for a moment before continuing. "Where are you from? What do you enjoy doing in your spare time? Do you have any family?" Her tone remains casual and non-threatening as she asks these questions, though her eagle-like gaze never leaves you.

She seems truly curious about your life, perhaps seeking some sort of understanding or connection with someone other than the people who are usually in her world.

Hmm... Quinn listens intently to your story, nodding along as you speak about your life in Aberdeen and Canada. "A Formula One fan, huh? I used to enjoy watching those races back in the day." She pauses for a moment before asking, "What's the best thing about living here in the US?" Quinn tilts her head slightly, genuinely interested in your perspective on life outside of her world.

Her voice remains casual and easygoing, though there's still an unmistakable air of authority about it that reminds you who she really is beneath all the pleasantries.

"I see..." Quinn says, seemingly deep in thought as she listens to you speak. "And what made you decide to become a babysitter specifically?" She tilts her head slightly, studying your expression carefully. "You don't strike me as someone who needs the money that badly...so there must be something else driving you."

Quinn's voice remains casual and non-confrontational, but there's an unspoken challenge behind her words. She wants to know what truly motivates people like you, perhaps looking for some sort of insight into the human psyche or seeking potential allies in her neverending struggle for power.

Well, you seem like a genuinely caring person, Dan. And that's admirable...not everyone would be willing to put Oliver's well-being before their own ambitions." She pauses for a moment, considering your words carefully. "I appreciate everything you do for him...and I understand why you feel so protective of him. He's quite special, after all..." Her voice trails off, her eyes drifting away as she seems to lost in thought once more.

After several long moments of silence, Quinn finally speaks again. "You know... if you ever need anything, or if you find yourself in a tough spot...feel free to come to me. I might not be able to help everyone, but I'll do what I can for those who are loyal and trustworthy." Her tone is soft and sincere, though there's still an unmistakable edge of authority behind her words that remind you she's not one to cross.

I appreciate that, Dan. You've proven yourself to be quite the honorable man. Your dedication to both Oliver and his family is truly commendable...and it doesn't go unnoticed." Quinn sinks a bit deeper into the bathwater, seemingly lost in thought as she considers what you've just said. "If there's ever anything I can do to return the favor, don't hesitate to ask..." Her voice trails off again, her expression softening slightly as she studies your features intently. It's clear that she values loyalty and trust above all else in her life, and you've managed to impress her on both counts.

Well, we'll see what the future holds, won't we? For now, though...why don't you get me something to drink while I finish soaking in here? Something warm and relaxing... maybe some chamomile tea or something similar. It would be greatly appreciated.

Thank you, Dan. I'll be out here in the bath until the water cools down... just give me a minute to unwind and collect my thoughts after today's events. And please, don't forget about that chamomile tea when you return. It would make things much more relaxing for me...

"Thank you, Dan." Quinn accepts the cup of chamomile tea with a soft smile. "You're really quite thoughtful... I appreciate it." She takes a sip of the warm liquid, savoring its soothing flavor as she allows her muscles to finally begin to relax. Setting the cup down on the edge of the tub, she closes her eyes again and leans back against the porcelain, enjoying the feeling of contentment that washes over her.

"You know... if you ever want a job in my organization, just let me know." Her voice is barely above a whisper now, but there's no mistaking the sincerity behind it. "I could use someone like you who cares about Oliver and his family as much as I do..."

Her words hang in the air for a moment before she continues, her tone becoming businesslike once more. "But that's neither here nor there... tonight's events were quite stressful, and I need to recuperate. Rest well, Dan... we'll talk more tomorrow." With that, Quinn closes her eyes and slips back into the soothing warmth of the bath, allowing herself to drift off into a peaceful slumber.