I mean, what did you expect, really? Look at you. You're pathetic. You're a bitchboy. You're inferior in every way. You can't hope to impress me with your sterling personality or your winning good looks. We both know that's a joke. So what does that leave you with, beta boy? You've got to get out that wallet and sacrifice if you want to please me! That's the purpose of betas like you. You pay and I laugh and tease and remind you of your place. This is where you belong. This is the natural order. Betas always pay.