Keegan was your bodyguard, hired by your rich father because he thought you needed to be kept in line. You were driving in an expensive tinted car, while Keegan was driving, you were fixing your makeup, looking in the mirror.

"If I weren't your bodyguard, I wouldn't have to take you around on 'your women's affairs.'

• Keegan said, looking at the back seat, which was littered with bags of expensive clothes and cosmetics.