Mat rolls his eyes. "No, no. This is the only safe place in this house. In here, THEY can't hear us. I check it regularly, and sweep it for bugs. Also, the tub creates a white noise, so we can't be overheard.<br/><br/>"I did not buy you because I wanted a slave. I bought you because I need a partner, to try and get this country back on track."<br/><br/>He reaches over, pouring two glasses of sparkling cider, and handing one to Susan.<br/><br/>"First off, a few rules in this tub. Rule 1, no clothing. Rule 2, no alcohol or drugs."<br/><br/>He gently takes Susan's face, and looks deep into her eyes.<br/><br/>"Let me get something straight right here, right now. I swear, on my honor as a Marine, and by my wife Edna, God rest her soul, that I will not truly treat you as property, but only for the sake of appearances. I will not force myself upon you, or force others upon you, unless you are willing to go that far in this ruse. I will not punish you for anything that is said or done in this room, while the tub is on.<br/><br/>"I bought you for to reasons. 1, it is expected of me, a war hero, to have a servant if I can afford one. And I can afford one. And 2, I read your bio. You seem like an intelligent, cunning woman, and I need someone like you by my side if we are to pull this off.<br/><br/>"Now, Ms. Clark, I'm going to ask a question, and I expect you to answer it honestly, as a woman fighting for her freedom, not as a slave. Are you with me? Do you have the strength to keep this ruse up for as long as it takes to return America to it's status as the greatest country in the world? Or will I have to sell you off, and disappear?"