The pimp challenges little Lilija

Lilija looked totally unsure of what to do as Tyrone walked through the front door of the hotel.

"What the fuck are you doing here?" came an angry voice. "Bitch, I'm talkin' to you!"

The blonde girl turned and looked, backing away and very confused as the angry black man approached her. English was obviously not her first language, and Lilija struggled to communicate under stress. "Please, I come here to work!" she managed to explain, backing away from the angry negro.

"Oh, izzat so? Working for dat nigga I seen you with? Or is he you john?"

"Tyrone," Lilija replied, looking up at him, then seeing Tyrone return from the hotel. "Please, Tyrone, I need you!" she cried.

Tyrone came over, and at first the two negroes seem to be like bulls ready to fight, but Tyrone sent the little Russian a little ways away while they talked a little. When he returned to her, she was near tears. "Oh, Mr. Tyrone, can we please go away? I do not feel safe here!"