[Cursor blink.] Look, nobody wants you living in a homeless shelter. Cris asked if I'd found you a place. He didn't approve of what I chose. I know it's not a penthouse, but I thought you'd be more willing to take something [...] less expensive, and I could go from there.
I'm tired of him I can't make you say yes. I can't make you do anything. So you and Cris talk about it, alright? Or you and Louis. I don't know. But I have no right to decide anything for you. I'll pay for it. That's all I'm good for That's all.