I am greeted at the reception by a young, brown-haired girl who looks about eighteen.

"Hello Miss Mikos, I'm Candy," she says with a professional smile before shaking my hand.

In my head, the name Candy evokes visions of tall blonde-haired girl with big boobies and a fake laugh but this girl is serious and rather plain to look at. I can't help noticing how pear-shaped she is as I follow h...