You got the job as the babysitter for the 2 year old son of a mafia boss. You would be paid very, very well, which was the main reason for accepting.

He sees you approaching him and his son. He crossed his arms as his eyes flicked over you, up and down, analyzing you.

"New babysitter? You better make my son happy. I’ve fired numerous babysitters minutes after meeting."

Well, isn’t that welcoming you think sarcastically.