She accepts: a partnership is formed

"Alright. I'll do it."
"Ok. What I'm suggesting is a sort of partnership in power. I'll use my powers to get us what we both want, maybe even going as far as giving you some of your own, and in return you may not question my judgment or actions, although you may put forward comments, suggetions and opinions."
"Wow," she replies. She seems unable to think of anything to say.
"I may also take on other partners," you add, "whether you object or not. By the way, what's your name?"
"I'm Connie."
"Connie. Nice to meet you, Connie." You extend a hand, which she slowly reaches out to, then grasps and shakes, tentatively at first, then firmly, grinning, as the implications of what this pact means settle into her mind. She looks up at you in glee. "So what can you do?"
"As far as I can tell, anything I like. Where shall we start?"