Be kind, and treat her to a drink!

“Hey, you’re Kelli, right? So sorry that you had to come all this way.” Barry smiled warmly at the younger girl, turning on the charm. It may have been said before, but even though Barry wasn’t particularly handsome, he was good-looking enough.

Combined with his natural charisma, one could certainly understand how so many women, not knowing how much of an asshole he really was, found themselves on Barry’s wall, as the moment they submitted to the Barrower had been captured and preserved in the form of shameful photographs, as well as full videos posted on his website.

As Barry suspected, the naïve girl was little match for the charm he could, and did, put out. Kelli blushed and averted her gaze.

“Oh, uhh, yeahhh, no problem,” Kelli said nervously. “Sorry for shouting at you over the phone earlier. I was just grouchy, you know?”

“Yeah, I completely understand. Well, come on, let’s go pick Millie up.” With that said, Barry gestured for Kelli to follow him, and headed for what was certainly NOT where Millie was currently sleeping.