Do you actually think it's necessary for me to date... María?

I look at you as we're sitting in my apartment. My fingers tap to the rhythm of the music on the table, I'm taking in every detail of your face as you're in deep thought. I sigh, leaning back in my chair as I'm thinking through your offer. María struggles with her reputation, so her “being” with me would help her out, definitely, but I don't want to be with anyone... Even if it's fake.