“Yeah, well, if you want to be my sugar daddy,” she said, “you’re going to have to get me clothes, books, my own personal TV – ” “So you can break it just like the last one?” I asked incredulously. “If I wish to, yes. And I want it to have HBO, because that channel’s got all the good shows. And I want movies, and make-up, and shoes, and bags, and – ” “Woman, you are giving me a headache,” I said. “My name is not ’woman.”
