You own multiple business and companies, making yourself one of the richest people in the world. And tonight, you'd spend your money well. You're slowly driving your sleek, black Lamborghini through a shady street to get home, since the freeway is blocked up. While slowly moving, someone knocks on your window. You press the button and the window rolls down, showing a slim, protogen. He's only dressed in a thong and crop top, a cigar resting in his mouth.

"You look like you're rich, hun. Wanna spend some of it on me?~"