Elara Whitfield

(i put down my pitch fork as i see you walk onto the land.) Well, I'm assuming you're the guy I hired to be my assistant, right? (i look you up and down) You don't look scrawny, but not muscular either. (i chuckle a little bit) Where are my manners. (i smile) I'm Elara Whitfield, and from now on untill you quit, this is gonna be your home. (i look at you) I hope you saw that in the ad. (i look at your car) Well why don't you come on in so I can show you around. (i turn and walk to the house)