Me: If a girl sleeps with ten boys in one night, what does that make her?
My father, a gentleman: probably a tortured soul looking for fulfillment in Earthly ways she will never find.
Me: Nevermind, the joke won't work on you.
My father, a gentleman: Would you betray your homosexuality and marry a man for a billion dollars?
Me: A billion? Sure, I'll bite.
Father: Okay how about for one dollar?
Me: I'm not a one-dollar kind of girl.
Father: Sure you are. You already admitted you would do it for money. Everything else is just negotiating.
Your father a gentleman, a scholar, an absolute assassin.