Ezra nodded as he took a seat as well, a little upset that the girl had wandered off. It was expected, of course, but it still stung the blond. However, he didn't let it get to him as he knew Danielle would eventually want to know more about the stranger in her house. If she wasn't already spying on them; something he had encountered more than once. Ezra thought it was cute when children spied on the strangers in their home. It reminded him of when animals did it as well. He didn't mind either children or pets doing it. Especially if it eased their minds of him. Though the jacket might have been too much for the sweet looking girl.<br/><br/>"Honestly, it's whatever you're comfortable paying. I've babysat for families that couldn't actually afford a babysitter but needed one regardless," he answered. There had been a time when he got paid only a dollar an hour, only coming out with three dollars by the end of the night. Ezra didn't mind; he enjoyed helping families as much as he enjoyed bonding with children. "It also depends on how long you'd like me to watch her. Both are important variables to consider in a job like this," he added sweetly. Ezra didn't want to stress the father out with too high of an amount or too low. Too high would be too expensive while too low would, in a sense, accuse him of being not good enough.<br/><br/>In the beginning, he had only set his price to be fifty cents an hour; the result being the families claiming he had something wrong with him. That he'd do a poor job watching their precious children. Pricing was, to him, similar with prostitution. Too high and no one could afford being caught spending so much money on a one night stand. too low and the customers would assume they had STDs. Or were junkies. Ezra didn't like thinking he was like a prostitute, but facts were facts. It especially didn't help when he set his prices with the way he dressed. People assumed he spent his money on drugs or alcohol and scolded him for trying to be around kids while he was "using".