Whores gonna whore.  Churchill: "Madam, would you sleep with me for five million pounds?"  Socialite: "My goodness, Mr. Churchill... Well, I suppose... we would have to discuss terms, of course... " Churchill: "Would you sleep with me for five pounds?" Socialite: "Mr. Churchill, what kind of woman do you think I am?!"  Churchill: "Madam, we've already established that. Now we are haggling about the price