"Fifty bucks plus thirty in Target Supermarket discount coupons." A man, having dressed in his somewhat dirty Target discount chain supermarket delivery worker's uniform, flung several bills and three discount coupons out of his wallet.
Susan Curtis fastened her bra and said with dissatisfaction, "Hey! The price we agreed on was eighty in cash."
"Babe, that was before 'Seeking Pleasure' ad and when I called to ask you, you bragged about having F-rank big digits, but you actually have only C. The service I got was discounted, so my payment should enjoy the same discount," the man said coldly, turning away from the woman he had just been holding close.
Seeing Susan's face filled with indignation and her wanting to charge at him, the man shook his massive fist with a sneer, "Babe, it's not the only part of me that's hard."
"You're a terrible client," Susan said, ultimately lacking the courage to argue with him. She just walked over, opened the door coldly, and muttered a complaint.