He asks her for help

"I'm gonna go talk to her and, um, Apologize," Stanley said leaving Keith to man the front. His friend probably didn't particularly want to be alone for this, but Stanley was getting more skeeved out by the second. Stanley made his way to the bathroom, almost knocking over a display of chips.

"Hey, Alice?" he rapt on the door to the bathroom.

"Go away and be pervy with your gross friend," she said.

Worried, he asked, "are you upset because we found your secret?"

"I'm not upset, I'm just doing my job!" she shouted, but her sentence was interrupted by a sob.

"Will you just let me in? I don't care what you do for money, or for a hobby or whatever. Actually I think it's cool, and not in a weird way."

She opened the door a crack, peering out with one red eye. "In what way do you think it's cool then?" she said, not believing him.

When he made to gently push the door open, she stepped back and allowed him to open it. "In a business way, I guess. Look, don't tell Keith, but I'm going to be Claire's manager and..."

"Traitor," Alice said, but with more suspicion than anger.

He put his hands up, displaying his abject innocence. "I honestly didn't know you two even knew each other, and I still don't know how you do. I just met her today, and we got to talking and... y'know." He rubbed his arm, not meeting Alice's gaze. Why did he feel guilty for this?

"Okay," Alice said, crossing her arms. Her word read to Stanley like a challenge. As though she didn't know what to respond, but he'd damn well better be careful how he did.

"So... yeah. I'm her manager now. She doesn't have a lot of experience, and I kind of wanted to ask for your help. I don't know much about managing porn, and I wondered if you had any tips."

"She's literally the last person I'd want to help. You don't know what she did."

He **** himself to meet her gaze. Damn her eyes were pretty. He didn't notice earlier when he was looking at her, well, everything else. "I'm not asking you to help her, I'm asking you to help me. As my friend. I've already agreed to help her, so that's just something that's going to happen. Would you please help me?"

Alice ground her teeth. "Fine. Fucking fine. But there are things I want in return." She held up her middle finger again. "Number one, my dad never finds out about this. From anyone. That means I'm putting you on Keith duty since he knows now too. I don't care what you do, but if he does anything that might tip off my dad in any way, this is over. And I'm telling your mom you're producing porn." She saw Stanley open his mouth, about to object, but Alice added her index finger to her middle and cut him off. "Number two, you pay me a one time consulting fee after you collectively make your first ten thousand. I'll figure out the amount that's fair later." She paused, but all Stanley did was nod. "Good. Then that brings us to number 3." She slowly added her ring finger to the two. She paused dramatically, but actually, she wasn't sure what to add. There had to be a third thing she wanted, right? These things were supposed to come in threes.

A/N: What's number 3?