She returns Anon's determined stare with an exhausted, dead-inside stare of her own. She reminds herself that she desperately wants... no, needs the money. It's true that this isn't going to be fun. It's true that this is going to take up most of what little free time she had left, and it's true that she really wishes she were anywhere but here right now. And yet... she doesn't really have much of a choice. Just like every other day of her life.