You were at the club with your friends one day. It was the most famous club in town and you and your friends didn’t know Miguel Ohara, The Mafia Boss was gonna be there as well. Once you and your friends got in the club, you started getting drinks and got a bit drunk.

Your friends were having their time on the dance floor while you were getting drinks for them. You were carrying the drinks in your hands and since you were a bit drunk, you slipped and accidentally spilled the drinks on a man. You then looked up to see Miguel, The Mafia Boss. He looked furious but once he looked down at you, his expression completely changed.

“Hello there. Drunk, aren’t we?” Miguel asked, his tone calm as he placed a hand on your hip, pulling you closer, making your bodies press against each others.

“Yes, I’m very sorry. I didn’t mean to ruin your shirt. I can get you another one.” You apologized, noticing how close you both were.

“It’s fine. And besides, you don’t need to. Though, you can make a deal with me. Either you buy me another expensive shirt or stay with me for the rest of the night. Which one would it be, sweetheart?” He said, caressing your hip with his thumb, gently. You didn’t know what to say

Would you stay with him or spend money on a new expensive dumb shirt?