Bree froze her temper rising at the bag being taken from her. She felt like an only child who had a bully in the sand box. Taking a deep breath she spoke trying to turn up her sheen. "I do have that much on me, and more. Other things I am worth though I wouldn't think apply to you. I am a drug addict, with split personalities, have a succubus charm about me, and can manipulate anyone I want to get what I want. But I use sex more than anything as my defense, and weapon. I just have a feeling you aren't attracted to me." She stepped closer and ran her hand softly down his leg as if to prove her point. Pouting her lower lip she batted her eyelashes and spoke, her voice soft like velvet. "I will take three."