I'm heading down to the pool for some drinks, but before I go, I figured I'd get a quick peek at your wallet first, seeing as how it's technically mine. You pay me for the pleasure of seeing me in this itsy bitsy bikini, my long strong legs and bouncy ass inches from your face. A body you'll never get near, poor thing. You know your place is to sit quietly and hand over your ca$h so I can go frolic and dance while the band plays. You pay, I play.