You do realise that a pathetic little dweeb like you has absolutely no business talking to a perfect Goddess like Me. The only thing that makes you even remotely relevant to Me is money. You’re just a pound sign. That’s all. Look at Me: My long luscious legs, My big juicy breasts, My gorgeous face. I’m perfect. You on the other hand are a vile, social reject. You have to pay to even talk to a woman like Me. You’re completely irrelevant and the only way you can ever become relevant is by paying for every speck of attention I give to you. You have nothing to offer the world besides cash, so get used to Me using you for money, loser.