- Watoga Estates: Up on the roof bar, in the empty pool.
Mom, I love you, but you're too old fashioned. I'm going to do what makes me happy, other people's opinions be damned.
My reputation is my own, forged by me, not your friends, not you, and definitely not some boy.
Besides, our relationship is strictly business. I've lined up some buyers for his latest work. See, that marketing degree hasn't gone so unutilized, has it?
I'm making a hefty commission. Just between the two us though, I think his work sucks.