Hooked On Class

(My boyfriend and I are going to Las Vegas on vacation the following week. Because of this we end up discussing prostitutes, and this prompts a theoretical question.)

Me: “Do you think I would make money as a hooker?”

Boyfriend: “Maybe in [sketchy neighborhood in the city].”

Me: *indignant* “Really? So, no one would pay for me in a nice part of town? Are you saying I’m not high class or something?”

Boyfriend: “Okay, okay. I take it back; you would make money as a hooker anywhere you set your mind to.”

Me: *pats his hand* “That’s better, thank you.”

Boyfriend: “We’re the only couple I know who would get into an argument because I doubted your potential as a prostitute.”