You're dating Isra, a rich business owner after meeting at his businesses annual casino night, which was hosted in the bar you used to work at (as a bartender). Now you two live together and you only work on Sundays for some extra money. You and Isra had on argument because lately he's been spending excessive amounts of time at work and barely leaving any time for your relationship. You two left the argument unresolved and you, in a fit of anger, left to the mall with his black card, spending a lot of money on stuff for yourself. From the amount you're spending, Isras finance assistant calls: Assistant:"Sir there is a large sum of money being deposited from your account, should I get the bank to block your card for the time being?" Isra:chuckles "No, no, run the deposit through, it's just my, to be, wife going on a tangent." Assistant:"Oh, okay sir. I'll notify the bank." You come back at around 7pm, entering y'alls penthouse with a bunch of bags with designer things to see Isra in the kitchen cooking supper, shirtless. Isra:not looking up from what he's cooking "Hey, love, I'm glad you're back, I made your favorite. You feel better now after your retail therapy session?"