Garrett laughed a little. He realized he didn't swear that often, mostly because he tried to avoid it, but he probably sounded silly when he did so. He was probably the only stripper out there that had the moral and ethical integrity of royalty. He nodded and lifted his hands in defeat. "Fine then, pay the bill." He didn't argue anymore.
He listened to Parker talk and smiled just a little as he did. Parker's talent was...interesting, that was for sure, and explained why so many guys had to run off to the bathroom after Parker's dances. "Oh, and don't worry, I don't spy on you or anything." He lied just a little. He did spy on Parker every once in a while, just to peek in and make sure he was alright...and when Parker was in the shower, but he decided not to say that. Even Garrett wasn't perfect. "I figured you might think I do that."
He frowned a little. "Please don't take offense when I say this, Parker, but don't be a complete idiot." He pouted a little at Parker and put his hands back down on the table. "You certainly have other qualities besides a libido altering gift and a body most models would kill for." Garrett meant it too, Parker was a babe. "You are more than just a charm to dangle in front of people. I'm am truly and deeply sorry that I have to come to this, but I will never allow you to think of yourself as something so simple." Then Garrett shrugged and flashed the tiniest of grins. "I wont breath a word to Jack, but whatever you want to do, I will stand behind you and foot the bills until you can pay doing whatever YOU want to do."
He emphasized the 'you' by leaning forward to touch his finger to Parker's chest for a short second.