Okay perhaps, but also maybe a little weird considering she's going to be the chief architect of my misery/financial ruin over the next six months.

But those almond eyes peering down at me from over her surgical mask. This is how fetishes start, isn't it? Perhaps I can persuade her to take me out to dinner (sucked through a straw on my part) with ALL THE MONEY THAT SHE IS MAKING OUT OF ME