Breanne Benson is basically my girl, it’s not like I’m just one of her clients. I’m a fucking Rockstar, not just some strange guy. Breanne plays hard to get…I get it…but she really doesn’t have to, I mean, I’m into her. So, whatever, I’ll play this game for now if I have to; this whole pay-by-the-hour bullshit thing. She’d have so much more if she’d just give it up and be with me. Whatever, it’s cool, I guess she’s got some crazy shit she still has to get out of her system. In the meantime, excuse me while I go make love to my girl.