Anya saw the poor thing's fear, and shook her head. "Relax... I have every employee's address. It's in all of your paperwork." She whispered and placed a hand on her bare thigh. The seat warmer made her sore butt feel better... It was like she was getting a nice warm hug. 

Francine smiled softly. "You don't have to worry... Anything you don't like we can just cut it out, okay?" She pulled her onto her lap and started to play with her toes, humming and smiling. "Aren't you just the cutest little thing? And the best part is, you keep pooping your diapers, and then I get to cover the new ones in kisses all over again!" She said with a bright smile. "It means I never have to stop giving you love." She whispered and nibbled on her neck. 

Horrified, all she could do was stare at Anya and suck on the pacifier that was strapped in her mouth. How did this bitch know where she lived? She never gave any address! Not like she could with this damn thing in her mouth!

Dahlia took several rapid breaths, her anxiety starting to get the better of her as she started to notice the cameras all focused in on her. Did she look okay? Was there something on her shirt? Did she deserve to be on video? Not wanting to show weakness while on camera (she didn’t know she wasn’t actually live yet) she started chewing on the chew toy she had been given to try and calm her nerves. Chew toys were always her favorite thing that Francine played with. The other stuff, any kid could play with. Chew toys felt distinctly “baby” though, if that made any sense. 

Francine smiled down at the cute little angel. "Go ahead, Dolly... Have fun!" She cooed and pinched her cheek ever so gently before turning on the cameras. She would get some footage of the cute baby just playing around, and when the real show was about to begin, she would introduce her. Her editor would take care of the rest. Francine hummed and held a chew toy out to her. "Go ahead sugar, why don't you chew on this while you play, hm?"