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Professor De Sergio? Ah, Ms. Rose. Can I come in? Yes. Take a seat. What can I do for you? Well, I wanted to talk to you about the grade I got on my last exam. I see. Well, you were doing so well in the beginning of the term, and I'm not sure what happened. I've been working nights, trying to make my way through college, you know? Destiny is understandable that, you know, students here at the college, they do party every night and generally their grades will drop. I haven't been partying. I've been working nights. Okay. I see. You've been working nights to pay your way through college, obviously. Okay. Well, that's understandable, Destiny, that you're working nights, but your grades have gone down the toilet. Is this job really worth it? Yeah, definitely. It's definitely worth it. I'm an exotic dancer. Excuse me? Don't act like you don't know. You're a stripper? Yeah. Ah, I see. I've seen you at the club twice this week, sitting in the back. Yep. You saw me in the back of the club? Didn't think you'd notice. I was just wondering why you've been so quiet. I know you like staring at my tits. Destiny, you're a very talented girl and the clients that come into the club to watch you, they admire you and they love you and you're big... Tits? Yeah, I know. But I don't want those guys. I want you. Here and now. I'm sorry, you... Right here. I'm gonna give you the best friction dance of your life. I'm ready. Well... Kind of know how you are. Are you sure this is a good idea? I'm gonna work in A. Absolutely. A plus. Mm-hmm. You're so hard watching you from the class. You've done to me, I thought. Well, that's understandable, Destiny, that you're working night. You're a stripper. Yeah, I've seen you at the club twice this week. Oh, God. Yeah.