She'll have to buy them

James looks like he's about to backdown in the face of Amy's fury and you quickly leap into his mind, planting a suggestion.

"Okay," he says slowly, looking at the jeans in his hands and then across at the half naked woman in front of him. "Okay, I'll let you have them, but what's in it for me?"

Amy shakes her head at him, almost laughing. "What do you mean what's in it for you? Nothing, just give me the damn jeans."

"No," James says, sounding far firmer this time. "You want them, you have to buy them."

"How much do you want?" Amy asks with a sigh.