Dillon strode into the club with ease though in his mind there was a bit of a mess going on in there.
In Dillon's mind
The Id was rubbing his hands together obviously getting ready to take over. However the Super Ego (Who need I remind everyone is feminine) Gave a strong chop to the back of the the id's head,
"We are not listening to you on this one, these women are only reinforcing societies damaging expectations of women."
"Oh C'mon You think I don't know it's all a big game of make believe, none of those girl will ever like me, none of these girls are gonna sleep with me, its just a club full of fake girls jiggling their stuff."
The Super Ego was surprised at the id's intelligence.
"Oh well then, What was your plan?"
"Easy we have money they'll be drawn to us like Jackals to rotten flesh."
Outside the mind
Dillon strode in flinging a few hundreds at the nearest stripper soon he was massing uop the attention, complete distraction, Dillon peered at Phoenix, lowered his Ruby colored sunglasses and gave him a wink, the smile siad it all
"Chill out, I got this .