What do you tell the stranger?
"Rich family"
Thinking on your feet, you quickly claim that you come from a rich family. You just don't like dressing like it.
"Mmm, a rich kid, huh? I bet I know why you're here," the stranger says, moving to the seat opposite of you at your table.
"What?"you ask, curious.
"Daddy issues," the stranger says matter-of-factly. "As a rich kid, you never got much love from dear old Dad, so you've turned to other sources of masculine attention." He leans across the table seductively. "Don't worry, boy, I can fill that void for you."
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