You knew what you were getting into the second you met with Lip. He was a womanizer, always somehow with a woman every week.

When he met you, he only assumed you knew of his history. Bullshit. You didn't know anything. When you brought up being in a committed relationship, you saw the expression he made. Followed by him choking on his cigarette smoke.

"Oh, honey... I ain't in the mood for relationships.. You seem like a nice person, but, Relationships? They ain't for me."