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Do you think people are too sensitive? Or that Superman isn't so super? Think cats aren't cute? The Beatles are overrated? Love pineapple on pizza? Maybe you just don't like chips rly. Even the best of us have some controversial opinions. Let people know what a monster you are.

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with your characters’ unpopular and/or controversial opinion. Or share few of them at once. In person or via text. Prepare for disagreement.

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to tell them why they're wrong, validate a kindred spirit, or just troll them for caring about such a silly-ass thing in the first place.

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[Jack gives her a very strange look over the name... or maybe it is a slang term related to someone he just doesn't recognize.]

Are you cracked out? What are you talking about?

Not today. [But it's only noon.]

Are you serious about your offer? Because I'm totally down. Normally I wouldn't pay for anyone --celebrity should recognize celebrity and all of that-- but under the circumstances I'll make an exception for you.

[He still thinks she's high or drunk and mistaking him for someone else.]

You pay or I don't work. No one gets my time for free.

[Madison's smirk crawls wider. He seems like he might be confused, but she doesn't care enough to bother to explain. Even if he isn't really David Bowie, it is David Bowie.]

Fifty bucks. Call that a professional courtesy, especially when it comes to getting with this. [She gestures at herself, wrapped in a sequined body con dress, and dangerously high heels as it is.]

Fifty? [Jack has to stifle a laugh because it really seems like it comes out of a place of ignorance.]

You've never propositioned a prostitute? I wouldn't even get naked for fifty dollars.

[It totally comes from a place of ignorance.]

What're you? [She raises her eyebrows.] One of those fancy ones that takes people on dates and out for high-class experiences, or something?

I'll do classy dates or down and dirty. [Jack sees little difference between the two usually.] I value myself and my skill. You'd pay more than 50 for a nice manicure or hair dye. I'm not being out paid by a set of nails.

All right. [Because money isn't exactly in short supply for her, anyway, and the big prize here is being able to boast that she literally fucked David Bowie.] What do I get for five hundred?

Why don't you tell me what you want and I'll tell you what it will cost you? [This seemed a more direct approach than a guessing game.]

[Given the opportunity to have whatever she wants, Madison will always choose to be the one in charge, calling all the shots, on top, and taking whatever she wants from her partner. She proceeds to explain as much, and in raw detail that makes the mun blush too much to write out directly.]

Got it? And I don't want to do it in some decrepit house or something. Classy hotel or bust.

Edited 2021-02-25 22:13 (UTC)

[Jack doesn't seem phased by much of the requests however he does finish with a tone that is cutting and says he will not back down. Jack is used to his clients being from a class of people who want him dead. Fear is not something he has nor will work under.]

That's all fine but you're not in control. You don't get to call anything. You tell me, we agree and you do what we've agreed to when we agree to. Any attempt at more and you pay with whatever I feel like extracting in payment.

Don't forget I am the business and you are the customer. I can toss you out of the shop whenever I want.

Got it?

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