Babysitting, Esme understood. She'd done more than her fair share of that over the years, when some of the gangbangers her brother had hung around with had needed their siblings watched while they conducted "business". At least it was preferable to wanting to borrow her for "business". "Children are fun. I like," she said, kneeling on the ground and sitting back on her feet. "Is job? You do not... dance?" She'd remembered April telling her something about that job a while back.