Kinda Indecent Proposal

So I'm taking a stroll, in the relentless Cali sunshine, when this dude approaches.
"You over 18?"
"Excuse me?"
He pulls out his card. "I'm a photographer. Do you model?"
Oh c'mon. He can't be this fucking lame. "Uh, no thanks."
"OK, OK." Good, I thought. He's backing off.
"Do you wear lingerie?"
Apparently he's not. "I said, no thanks."
"Just a couple photographs. Bra, panties..."
I casually reach in my purse for my Mace, scanning the street for cops. None around, of course.
"Not interested."
"Fifty bucks if you moon me. Please. I'll give you fifty bucks on the spot."
"If I what?!? MOON you?!?"
Jesus, this guy's fucking whacked. I flip off the safety switch on the canister.

Wait a minute. Fifty bucks?!?

Shiiit.

"Here dude, hold my Mace for a sec."

Here it is. Not bad for a fidy, eh?