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"Ms. McCurdy is here for her appointment," your receptionist tells you as you begin to buzz her in, Jennette looking a little apprehensive as she sits on your leather couch.

"I understand you had some questions for me before we even begin the meeting Jennette?" you tell the hot blonde, already putting your guard up as you check her out in her black and white striped shirt, black pants and simple black jacket.

"Yes I did, Mr. Doe," she tells you, "as you know, I have recently been the victim of some unfortunate pictures leaking. Before we waste each other's time, I want to know how you would handle that."

"Well first thing's first Jennette, you can call me John," you tell her as you begin to draw up a contract you hope you will get the chance to present her with, "and secondly, I think you handled it well. So that's probably what I would've told you to do."

"That's what I thought John," she tells you as she begins to feel at home in your office, "but my current management disagrees. Which is why I want to fire them and hire you."

"I hope that you will find this to your liking," you tell her as you present her with a contract to sign, her eyes lighting up when she sees it, though you don't know why.

"Whoa," she tells you, making dollar signs with her fingers, "all this, and you can rebuild my image? I'm sold. Where do I sign?"