Maisie explains

Oh thank god! I thought he'd never fuck off!" Jessica told Maisie, hoping she would be sympathetic. "Here's what's gonna happen, you're gonna stop talking and I'm gonna explain your permit, got it?" Maisie suddenly demanded, her serious change of tone startled Jessica. "Woah woah calm down lady, I was just saying.." Jessica replied. "You see this!?" Maisie pointed to a red button attached to the skimpy onesie she was wearing. "This is a panic button, you so much as step outta line and break the rules, it gets pressed and the cops will be here in minutes to arrest you." Maisie explained to Jessica.

Jessica gulped, curing internally. She was furious, how was she ever going to get out of this? "Fine, do whatever it is you're supposed to." She sulked with folded arms, refusing to admit defeat just yet. "Good, so as you should know, Pinesdale law requires you to have a permit that is based around your identity. You clealry weren't bothered to apply for one, so you've now ended up reaching into the pit of abandoned ones and got one that took you here, right?" Maisie began explaining.

Jessica gave a nod with sarcastic widened eyes, she was listening but was also angry. "Cool. The only thing is, you've got a permit that doesn't match your identity or personality, which means you're fraudulently posing as someone you're not. That's where I come in, I will train you to become the permit you have chosen. I specialise in that very permit you chose, the poo permit!" She chuckled and explained.

Jessica's jaw dropped, she knew the style of the house and occupant was bad news. "Oh hell no, that's fucking disgusting!" She exclaimed, mortified by the very thought of it. "With an attitude like that you're gonna be here a long time..." Maisie told Jessica menacingly. Jessica rolled her eyes, hoping for the circus act to end so she could leave.