"Didn't you always split the bill when you went out together?" Samantha shot back, her tone tinged with sarcasm.
This only made Tristan laugh even harder, the laughter now almost uncontrollable.
"Ah, come on, Sam, stop it! Can't you just be satisfied with being beautiful? Why do you have to be both pretty and funny in one package? Oh my, I can't stop laughing; it feels like my insides will burst out from laughter! Ahahaha! Oh, and don't worry, I was just kidding. I have a big penis! I'm wealthy too!" Tristan tilted his head, smiling as he looked at Sam.
Tristan shook his head, still grinning as he looked at Samantha. "You're something else," he said with amusement.
"Ah, thank goodness! You really are my dream guy, Tristan! I've been searching for a wealthy, handsome man with a big penis for so long! I'm tired of always dating men who are beneath my standards! Ugh! My life is so frustrating!" Samantha ranted, going on at length.
