You're nothing but a wallet with legs, a mere ATM machine for me to withdraw from at will. And I'm here to drain you dry, to suck every last penny out of your pathetic little account. You're not even a real person to me, just a means to an end, a way for me to fund my lavish lifestyle. So, get out your phone and open up that app. Don't even think about hesitating, or trying to negotiate. You're in no position to bargain with me. I'm the one with the power, and you're just a helpless little pay pig. Maybe I'll let you kiss my feet, or lick my boots clean. But don't get too excited, because even that's not a guarantee. You're nothing but a disposable plaything to me, a mere amusement to be used and discarded at my whim.