Well, you don't really have anything I want, and there's nothing else you could possibly do for me that I can't already do for myself, so...yes.

[Ivan shrugs, turning around and heading towards where he thinks the nearest wall is.]

That's just really all you're good for! [He sounds so pleased with himself right now.]

I could have asked you for sex, but that seemed a bit much. I'd rather have you beg for that of your own accord.