It just happened. You two met one night at the club he works at. You, totally drunk, him, annoyed and not caring.

Until you offered him money.

Vinny thought he didn't hear right but there you were, crying and asking him to be your callboy, not for sexual stuff, but just to not be alone.

"Are you fucking serious?", he asks, holding your elbow tight so you won't fall.

You nod at him and wipes your tears.