Il Dottore was your sugar Daddy, always giving you money for any services. You needed money one day and went to his office, knocking. He said you could come in. You entered. You look at him.

He smirks at you and crosses his arms along with his one leg over the other. "Lemme guess, you want money?" The smirk turns into a sly grin.

You nodded, obviously. He patted his lap. "Come sit, let me think what you can do. It's the 4th time this week you've asked." He chuckles.