Second thoughts...

"Okay, sounds... interesting. But I have a job, like an actual job in journalism which I can't just abandon." Jessica attempted to reason with Markle. "Well that's just tough luck missy! I got a verbal agreement from you that says you'll do anything I'll say. So before we move on I will have you resigned from that job!" Markle demanded.

Jessica panicked, her life and career were about to slip from her fingertips forever. "No no wait! I'll do it, trust me!" Jessica yelled and grabbed Markle's wrists as a way to beg. "Absolutely not, I have your belongings I will be the one to do it. You are far too busy testing my toys missy!" Markle responded sternly, her joyful tone had shifted to a more serious one.

Jessica got on her knees and begged, for her life. Markle dismissed her entirely, as Jessica's aggressive attempts to stop her made her angrier. "Machine! My play tester is filthy and needs a wash!" She yelled at the top of her lungs, Jessica's begs stopped immediately. The naked reporter looked around the room with panic, expecting the worst.