Janine Morison, her assistant. The woman, Cleo Delfine as she was named, immediately got up, swam to the other side of the pool and surfaced.
“M- Ms. Delfine? You're a... mermaid?” Janine asked.
“Yes, I am." Ms. Delfine said. “So, you know my secret.” Cleo was never one to threaten to fire anyone over anything other than job performance, nor was she willing to afflict Janine with the curse to ensure her secret was kept, despite knowing how to do so, so she was at a loss over how to handle this. The only thing she could do is trust in her assistant’s good nature. “The question is; what are you going to do now? I guess I’m at your mercy.”
Janine thought about it for a brief moment and came to her decision.