Say it right.

Of all the things you'd thought you'd be arguing with an escort over, it'd be what you call her. "But I do say your name correctly," you say.

"No you don't!" ****-Sook counters, straightening up. She sighs greatly. "Look. It's your holiday, I get it. I'm what I am, I get that. But it's a working holiday for me. So can you please just call me by my name? Just until the end of the trip?" She puts her hands together and bows her head to you. "Pretty please?"

You pause. This really shouldn't be that tough a decision. "Nothing else? Just say your name right?"

"Yeah." she nods. "At least when we're not having sex. Then you can call me whatever you want." Seeing you still not totally convinced, she tries a new tactic. "Think about it this way. We're not home right now, and given how small I am? Very, very kidnap-able. So if we get separated, how many people are going to respond to June, rather than ****-Sook?"

It really shouldn't be this difficult. You inhale slowly and click your tongue. She's kind of ****. "Do any of your other clients get your name right?"

Her shoulders drop and her head follows. "A couple of them. But they are really into Dom- and Race-play, so you know... it's in there between all the slurs. So come on. Please? Pretty please with a cherry on top."

It is not that difficult!