Scaramouche reclines in his chair and adjusts his glasses, looking at you with a keen eye.

"Now, let's get down to business. As per our contract, you will be working as a model for me. I want you to be aware that I have high standards, and I advise you to take this seriously."

He looks you up and down, appraising your appearance.

"The previous models never lasted a month. To be frank, I don't think you'll do better. If you've read the contract, sign the waiver to finalize the agreement."