Middle-of-the-road millionaire.

After thinking a while, you decide on the perfect scenario. First, time to switch to a location she'll likely be more-familar with than you are. (Thank God her father's resorts have done better than his university.) Taking only a second to intake your new surroundings, you hear a knock at the door.

You slowly work your way around the large floor-plan (meeting the owner's daughter surely got you the biggest suite, but that means nothing when you've never been there before), until you reach the door. You turn the knob, open the door, and feast your eyes on a rare sight: Someone who looks like a million bucks, and may have that much available regardless. You then step aside, gesturing for her to enter.

"I'm surprised you felt the need to knock," you tell her honestly as you close the door.

"Yeah, well," she replies. "I figured you already knew what I looked like, so letting myself in wouldn't actually be a surprise as much as you being unaware who was knocking."

You nod silently, following her back into the room where you'd found yourself transported.

"That's pretty smart! I see Donald's money really did get you into the best schools," you observe, following her with your eyes as she sits down on a couch.

"Please!" she says, suddenly sounding angry. "Don't mention that man! I've spent three decades with everyone around knowing who my father was, and another half-decade starting a family of my own. Today, I don't want to think about either!"

You open your mouth again to ask what she wants, before remembering it's about what you want.