So you want to be part of my life? You want me to acknowledge you? You want to have meaning? Adorable. Pay the fee to get in, loser. Watch as I count the $100 you just pathetically handed over to my pretty manicured hands as I talk about my plans with your hard earned cash that took me minutes to take. You'll do anything to be mine. Even if it means handing over multiple hours of earnings so that you can spend 6 minutes listening to me count each dollar one by one and arrogantly taunt you.