Pass on your darker fantasies and recuit Mia.

You consider the idea of researching ways to sabotage Jamie's birth control, but immediately recognize how profoundly unethical and illegal such an action would be. The thought passes quickly as you realize the severe consequences it could bring - from criminal charges to unwanted pregnancy. Some lines shouldn't be crossed, even in **** situations.

Instead, you focus on the more legitimate part of your plan. "Hey, Jamie, could I get Mia's number?" you ask casually as you pull your shirt back on. "I was thinking we could film a gloryhole scene with her. That's popular content, and it would give us something different for the inventory."

Jamie pauses mid-way through buttoning her jeans, her eyebrows rising with interest. "A gloryhole scene? That's actually not a bad idea." She reaches for her phone on the side table. "We could use that partition wall in the viewing booths - it already has those maintenance hatches we could modify."

She scrolls through her contacts before looking up at you with newfound curiosity. "You're full of surprises, Tyler. I didn't peg you as someone who'd be into the kinkier side of production." Her lips curl into an amused smile. "But yeah, Mia might be down for that. She's been talking about wanting to break into amateur content."

Jamie taps on her phone for a moment. "I just texted her to see if she's free to talk. I didn't mention specifics yet - that's probably a conversation better had in person." She sets her phone down and returns to straightening her clothes. "We should probably meet her somewhere neutral first, explain the situation, lay out what we're offering."

Your phone buzzes with an incoming message - Jamie has shared a contact with you.

"There's Mia's number," Jamie explains. "But let me talk to her first before you reach out. She knows me, trusts me. I can feel out whether she'd be comfortable with something like a gloryhole scene."

Jamie walks over to the camera and stops the recording. "This footage needs editing before it's usable anyway. Why don't we call it a night, get some rest, and regroup tomorrow? I can talk to Mia in the morning."

She disconnects the camera from the tripod and carefully places it in a padded bag. "You've got some interesting ideas, Tyler. I'm curious to see what else you come up with." Her tone suggests she's genuinely impressed by your boldness.

"For the record though," she adds, her expression growing serious for a moment, "I appreciate you asking about birth control earlier. Shows you're thinking about consequences." She zips up the camera bag with finality. "That's important in this line of work."

Jamie hands you the camera bag. "Keep this safe overnight. We can't risk leaving it here where Dad might find it." She gives you a quick once-over, making sure you're both presentable again. "So, same time tomorrow? We should probably come up with a shooting schedule if we're going to meet that two-week deadline."

You nod in agreement, contemplating the unexpected turn your employment at After Hours Video has taken.