Not at this time

"Ms. Maroney...and her parents...are here to see you..." your receptionist tells you as McKayla Maroney heads into your office, flanked by her parents.

This is not all that unexpected by you, as after all, McKayla has just turned 18, and has also never signed an actual contract for anything professionally before.

You'd be wrong, though, if you told yourself it wasn't a pain, as these things usually go quicker if the clients show up by themselves.

"Don't mind my parents, they just drove me here John," she tells you as she sits on your black leather sofa in a sleeveless pink shirt and a nice pair of tight black pants.

"I understand this would be your first professional business contract McKayla," you ask her, to which she shakes her head yes as you begin to draw one up for her.

"I wanted to come by myself, but my parents said no," she softly whispers to you, out of earshot of them, drawing a wry smile from you.

"McKayla...we need to be going..." her mom chastises her as the two of you get to talking, a contract from you already in her hand just waiting to be signed.

"Will you be coming alone or with them the next time I see you?" you ask her as she takes the contract, McKayla never having time to answer before her parents usher her out the door.