"Here's your purse," said Larry, "with your new ID and credit card."
Davey stared, not wanting to take it. "This can't be happening," he said.
"Of course it's happening." Larry smiled, placing the purse under Davey's arm. "A nice old guy wants to pay your rent, buy your clothes and food and give you $500 monthly allowance on the credit card -- and all you have to do is read and look beautiful -- which he's also paying for."
"But," Davey protested, "I'm a guy?"
"I said it was really happening, I didn't say it made sense," Larry pointed out.