Rachel looks up from a book she was reading, looking at you straight.

"So you're here for the photoshoot, are you?" Rachel says in a patient, controlled, calculatedly polite but courteous manner. "I'm completely consenting, but I warn you, you're entering my house, my abode, and any violation of my rules won't be tolerated. First, you're going to ask for my consent before every photo and position, and delete anything I don't like. Second, what happens in this house stays in this house. Third, you don't touch anything, and you pay for anything that goes wrong. Fourth, you don't go up against me as long as you're here, no matter how small the matter is. Understood?"