“H-Hello? This is Nicholas Donahue, t-the u-uh English tutor! You said to give a call to discuss the job? Is t-this j-jasmin?” You ask in a nervous tone.
The voice would pause and softly gasp before quickly responding. “Oh, Si Si! Mr Nicholas, I… I… am Jasmins! … Oh presa! I mean I am her mother! Si. Si… I am sorry I just… did not expect any response!”
Blinking at the new layer of mystery being stacked on top, Nick says. “Oh, it’s no problem! It actually was the simplicity of your application that drew me to call.”
The female voice would give a soft chuckle. “Si, the aplicación was direct, no? I found your website through an accident and said as your American do, ‘why the hell not’?”
Nick would look back at Alyssa who would simply shrug mouthing. ‘you wanted this.’ Before looking back at the mic. “why the hell not? To get your daughter some help?”
“Oh SI SI, for my daughter! She is… in Desperate need of assistance!” The voice would say with a gentle quiver.
“With English… at a master level?” You ask raising a brow.
“SI! You can help, yes?” The voice would ask brightly.
“… Could I perhaps speak to your….” You would begin only to quickly be cut off by the voice. “No no no, she is busy!”
“…” A silence would hang in the air you would start to speak again only to be cut off. “Payment! I will pay triple your stated price!~” The voice’s natural warmth doing little to obscure the quick panic. Staring at the mic with a heavy frown you respond. “ehhhhhhh….. hmmm…. Uhhh…. I don’t think…”
“Señor, por favor, espere! I can pay six time your price!” The voice’s warmth evaporating in a cold determination! “¡No estoy tratando de engañarte! …. This is no fake call! Look us up! Powers Jasima y Powers Carmaleita! Do not be a fool.”
The air filled with a pregnant pause of awkwardness after the voices command. By all accounts you had more than enough to just drop this whole thing. But the money. “… Give me one moment.” You step away from the mic and look towards Alyssa and who is just staring down with a weird look. “Did you hear any of that?” She shrugged. “Only that loud bit at the end, She said Powers? Also 300 bucks an hour!? Nope, the only reason I’m not stopping this right here is because you got that look on your face.” Your face would be scrunched up into a firm frown as you gently shifted from foot to foot. “Eh? What face?” She rolls her eyes. “The ‘I’ma do this obviously dumbass thing no matter who says otherwise’ … I blame it on your napoleon complex.~” heaving a sigh she would have quickly bring up a social media profile for both of them. Well they both existed that’s for sure!
Suddenly in the corner of the screen a DM from Carmaleita account appears, “Well holy crap!” Alyssa spouts. Placing a hand on your head you both see a photo of a mature tan female face that is very close to Jasmin’s smiley brightly out from the screen. A single message follows. “Do not be a fool. 😊” Slowly turning to look up the two of you share a glance, your face morphing into a firm frown and her own a worried frown.
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