I would have told you in the most affectionate terms to think about all the working people who bust their hump so they can afford to take the family to Dodger Stadium. Now those poor saps are going to realize they're paying jacked-up prices for parking, tickets and refreshments so you can frolic like royalty in Baja.
I make house calls too, Jamie. No extra charge.
And if it doesn't work out between us?
Fear not, mi amor.
I'm willing to sign a pre-nup, and I've already discussed this with my current wife. She's completely on board, figuring that I'll end up scratching at the door for her to take me back.
By the way, she thinks we could get by on $200,000 monthly, somewhere in that neighborhood, but I've got a better idea.
I'd happily settle for one of the two beachfront properties in Malibu.
Sleep on it, Jamie, my sweet.
But not with the driver.