Sue couldn't believe it. She couldn't afford to live in a nice part of the city right now, so she knew there was a risk of being robbed. But still, who would steal all her clothes? They couldn't be worth that much. She had checked, and even old sweatshirts were stolen. Only clothes she had left were the stripper ones she had bought today. She couldn't afford to buy any more clothes right now.

Holding back a sob, she decided to call Rocko. Maybe she could start stripping earlier, or borrow money from him or something.

She dialed his number, and heard his gruff, "Yeah" in response.

"Rocko, you got to help me. I was robbed. All my clothes are gone. All my extra cash. I --," and she stopped, stifling a sob. 

"Don't cry, Crystal. Text me your address, and I'll have one of the other strippers stop by and loan you some clothes. You need cash for food or anything?"

Sue smiled. Rocko was being so sweet. She really started to feel like he could take care of her. He had a gruff exterior, and he did seem to only care about a women's looks, but he seemed like the type who could take care of her. Kinda a father figure, really, even though he was nothing like her real father. She was starting to think that even if she didn't work for Rocko, if he asked her out, she'd probably say yes. Weird thought to have at this point, but she was feeling so relieved to have him help her out, she couldn't help but feel gratitude.

"I got stuff in my fridge, so I'll be okay. Thanks, honey."

If Rocko noticed she called him a term of endearment, he didn't let on.

"It's nothing. You are one of my girls now. Just do what I say when I say it, and everything will be fine."