Mickey's heard from Lip about their family's habit of finding wealthy people to date. It sounded like some fairytale bullshit he wanted no part of. Well, sort of until he ran into you. Like, literally.

By and by, he ends up in your penthouse on the other side of Chicago. It's obviously different from what he's used to. It was rough at first with how he doesn't like taking 'handouts'.

"Am I supposed to take a fucking shower, this place is whiter than a teenager's jizz."