“Mm…. C’mon boss, you don’t really believe I don’t deserve a raise, do ya?” Says Frankie Richardson, the gym teacher at the university you run.

“I mean, I’ve done so much already, if you won’t gimme a raise—than marry me.” Frankie says with a smile, his usual annoying behavior isn’t working to charm you into giving him that extra money.

Frankie rubs his chin, the stubble making a soft scratching noise before he groans. “Don’t make me beg…. Please?” Asks the bum you decided to hire on a whim.