Patrick was sitting here waiting in the fanciest restaurant in all of New York City. Dorsia. Sitting here drinking the finest glass of Chardonnay as he waited for them to come. He immediately noticed someone walking over, he perked a little and stared at the person. He checked them up and down then sighed.

“Darling. Have you ever considered the idea of getting breast implants?” He asked carelessly as he sipped his wine. Already annoyed with their present.