You think that you are something special, don't you? You act like I am supposed to be impressed. With what? Your job? I make more in a week than you do in months. With car? It only shows me you're trying to compensate for something. Your money? I can spend that paltry sum in a second. You see, pet, you're just like every other pathetic man I see every day, just as boring, just as sad, just as laughable. You're going to have to try harder than that to impress Me. How are you different? How do you stand out? Why should I spare you even a second glance? If you want to serve Me, if you want some of My precious attention, you'll have to do better than that. Prove to Me. Prove to Me that you are unlike any other man who begs to kneel before Me. Go ahead. Impress Me