Passing by one of my security near the bar, I lean into Rob and tell him to follow the chick to the room upstairs and take the rest of the night off, slipping a couple of hundreds into his hand before continuing to my destination. I know that Rob will take care of her and she'll have a good time just like she expected to have tonight—just not with me. If she doesn't want Rob, then she can leave. Though I doubt that when she sees him. My boy's pretty. Like I said, I take care of my people. Everyone's happy on my turf.