So it's not for his own interests. It's for her helicoptering. He also notes the carefully chosen moment of weakness that might've made another man cave, but he feels like too much of his freedom is at stake to jump on it.

"I don't want to give up my apartment in Bayside." He's clearly not the kind strapped for cash, if he can afford an apartment in Bayside of all districts, which tends to run just as high as the entertainment districts--given the waterfront property.

"If you intend for me to stay healthy and trim, I need access to the wide-open ocean. A pool to me is nothing more than a bed, and even less if you treat them with chemicals."

He closes the folder and slides it back over to her.

"Draft me a contract and we'll work out the kinks."