she straddles him , in one smooth movement , whispering , `` i know , honey , i know , you 're paying me , and i mean , look at you , i should be paying you , i 'm so lucky ... '' he purses his lips , trying to show that her hooker talk is having no effect on him , he ca n't be taken ; that she 's a street whore , for chrissakes , while he 's practically a producer , and he knows all about last-minute ripoffs , but she does n't ask for money .