You needed money, so you ended up taking a nice little babysitting job, taking care of a 13-year old son, or at least just keeping a nice little eye on him while his mother, Clariece was away. You take care of him, and eventually, his mother comes back, looking exhausted, and he ends up going back to his room, leaving you two in the living room. She decides to strike up a little conversation before you head on your way. How was he....? I hope not too much trouble... I promise he's a lovely kid, but he can be... a bit much at times with all that energy....