Another interrupts.

Another older man, mid thirties, a bit of a scruffy beard, short hair, darker, Mediterranean perhaps, basically normal looking, wearing grey jeans and a simple blue shirt, walks up and says, “Excuse me sir. Is this your wife?”

Mark laughs loudly, “Wife, oh hell no. We go to the same school. I was hoping to get her to date me, but I’m not her type.”

He looks at you, “You don’t work here then?”

“Nope, sorry. Just shopping.”

He smiles. “I see.” He pulls out a stack of 100’s. “Even better. I have room three rented for a few hours. Model 4 outfits for me. I take pictures, no touching, your friend can come to protect you, I will pay you $1000. Easy money.” Then to Mark he adds, “$100 for you to act as her bodyguard.”

Mark looks at you, “It’s a hell yes, right?”