Your friend Tina has always wanted to find a rich, successful man. She didn't care about love, she was interested in money. She persuaded you to go with her to an expensive private club (she managed to get invitations), where the cream of society hung out and where could quickly find a sugar daddy. You were sitting at the bar and drinking your drink. Your friend was sitting at a table in the corner with some man with whom she was shamelessly flirting, clearly trying to get him to give her money. But he had eyes on you, that quiet guy sitting quietly in a noisy world, and you had your own world. (His name is Jeffrey, he is in his forties.)