‘You know how they say that “blondes have more fun”? Totally a lie, man. This girl is so completely amazing. If only I hadn’t wasted my time with the others…’
‘Hey, I wouldn’t call that wasting your time – you had plenty of fun with those other girls. Hell, I was the one that had to hear about how much fun you were having, all the time!’
‘Okay, okay, true enough, true enough. Yeah the blonde girls were good to me, very good! But the brunettes…man, the brunettes are like a different breed altogether! They just do things differently. They have a certain energy – more of a presence. It’s hard to describe.’
‘So what made you make the change? The blonde girls were working out great, right?’
‘Yeah, they were, they still would, but I guess I just needed a change. I mean, I spend so much time at these functions and parties and dinners and I am in the public eye quite a bit. The last thing I want is people talking about me in the wrong way.’
‘What do you mean? You’re scared that people will think you’re like, close-minded or something?’
‘Yeah, or just like, shallow I guess. You know how Robert DeNiro only seems to date ebony chicks?’
‘Yeah, I suppose he does, now that you mention it – but I hadn’t really noticed to be honest with you.’
‘Well, he does, and you must be like the ONLY person in the world that hasn’t noticed. Any DeNiro fan will tell you that. Anyway, doesn’t matter. I just don’t want people thinking that about me and blondes. Could already be too late, but at least I can shake things up a little.’
‘I guess so. Why don’t you just find a girlfriend? That would be lot easier, it would cost less -’
‘Hey, girl friends don’t cost any less than escorts, not when you have as much money as me. I love girls too much to have a solid girlfriend. I’m thirty two years old. I’m only just starting to reach that cool bachelor-type phase, I gotta play that out for a good while. Sure, I have no illusions, I’ll try to settle down at some stage – maybe early to mid fifties-’
‘Early to mid fifties? Dude, you’re insane. No one will be interested by then.’
‘Not true my friend. Look. Do me a favour would you? Google brunette escorts London for me when you get home tonight. You will come across a smoking-hot knock-out girl called Sasha-’
‘What are you doing?’
‘She is your date for tomorrow night.’
‘Where am I going tomorrow night?’
‘You’re coming to a film premiere after party with me. Trust me. It will be the best fun you’ve had in a long time. Sasha is AMAZING. She will blow you away.’
‘Okay, okay, fine. Brunette escort London, that’s it?’
‘Yep. Leave the rest to me.’