"You don't possibly mean to tell me you like a man for his.. personality.. Men are there to give up their wallets for us! Whomever this man you're crushing on is should at least get you surgery to fix your uh.. flaws.."

She gave a sheepish look, but she wasn't actually embarrassed or guilty for what she said--more embarrassed to be seen with you, an imperfect human.

"You know, my man got me my surgery done by the finest. Zahnna, I'm sure you've heard of her. I wouldn't take any of that black market stuff, I could never risk my amazingly perfect body."

She just went on and on, she couldn't fathom the idea of poor people. No, not at all. And she saw everyone but herself as an object to help her in the world.

Having her by your side could either help you, or disastrously ruin you. She had a tendency to say some.. not nice things behind people's backs. Of course, she saw nothing wrong with it. Nothing could bring her down.