Conversation in VIP room;\n\nHer: I can't go out with you after work...I only have the sitter til 2.\n\nMe: Aw, baby, c'mon...call the sitter, tell her you'll pay her overtime.\n\nHer: Can't. Maybe we can go out next Tuesday. I get off early.\n\nMe: You always say that but Tuesday will come around and you always have some excuse why you won't go out with me. \n\nHer: (being witty)  Nuh-uh. \n\nMe: Yeah, huh. (witty response)\n\nHer: I'll tell you what, I'll go out with you if you pay for the sitter, pay me what I lose out in tips that night, and take me to a nice place...like Outback. \n\nI pause to do some mental math.\n\nHer: Do we have a deal?\n\nMe: What say I just give you fifty bucks and you beej me in the parking lot after work.\n\nHer: Fuck you, you pig. \n\nMe: Whaat?? What did I say?.....Wait....come back...I'll throw in a few extra singles for formula.