"Yeah right," was all he had to say to that.

"That's all you have to say 'cause you know that I'm right." Anthony went silent again for a moment, seemingly in deep thought, before snapping out of it. "Everyone's so mad at me because I'm successful..." he sighed loudly.

He snorted.

"I have so much money and I could have eeeevery man or woman I want, and that's why everyone hates me. I understand now," Anthony sighed dramatically yet again and fell onto the bed, similarly dramaticallh.

"Rich people don't smell like they spent the night in someone's pissing corner." Noah commented.

Anthony genuinely looked offended. "Are you implying something, Noah?"

"You stink!" he said.

That was the only insult that got to him. "Bold words from someone who doesn't bathe."

He shrugged. "But I don't pretend to be someone I'm not."

"Excuse you, I'm not pretending." He was joking, so it was different, right? Right. "Also, having bad hygiene is a crime much worse than 'pretending to be someone else' or whatever."