OK, for your rep, get some milkbone dog bisquits and some BBQ sauce. Be munching down & glaring when the kid comes in.
I made the mistake of agreeing to go out with this youg lady before finding out her divorce wasn't final and that her future Ex was the babysitter. I walk in to see this ex-marine (they did NOT need this crazy guy) munching Milkbones while watching cartoons, as his soon-to-be Exwife comes bouncing down the stairs to go out with me...i was VERY aware that my .38 was in the car.
Guy wished me luck, seriously. Later her ex-sister-in-law, whom i had also dated, gave me a true crime novel featuring the young lady's mother and friends and the young lady. She still can't go back to Louisiana, ever, but they agreed not to prosecute due to her being a minor at the time. I did NOT ask this girl out again.
So, go for the milk bones & cartoons & a pump shotty, but be prepared to clean up the mess. If you know any authors who could use her name for a character, it might get even simpler.