Hobie had never really been around rich people. He hated them and strayed away from that population as best he could. So he found himself in quite the predicament when he realized the person he was flirting with at a party was something he hated, a rich spoiled brat who relied on daddy’s money.

The second you told him your name, he must have recognized it, because he became cold.

"A shame you don't use all that money you've got to help people." He says coldly, his arms crossed.