"Sit still. I'll dry your hair for you. You'll get a headache if you run out with it this wet…"
"But the hairdryer is so loud… I don't want my hair dried…"
"No. You sing, I'll dry… If you don't cooperate, I'm turning it off…" Seeing her reach to unplug the hairdryer, he immediately threatened her.
Stella Lockwood snatched her hand back. She tilted her head up, showing off her beautiful, swan-like neck, and stared with wide, innocent eyes as she whined, "You're so mean! You're so mean, you're so mean… You're being mean to me again! You're terrible, you're a big bad guy! The biggest, baddest guy I hate the most… Admit it! You're a bad guy, aren't you?"
Her coy, sweet voice, amplified by the microphone, gave Sean Quinn goosebumps. 'This girl is far too enchanting,' he thought. 'That look, that voice… it's deadly…'
He could only put on a stern face and scold her. "Then sit up straight… or I'll be even meaner… I'll spank you, you hear me?"
This time, she actually behaved.
