Dollars, euros, pounds, yen... Bottle caps. The type of favors I request from her requires a different kind of currency. Currency that pays for a chance at freedom. And since I can't take her blood, her tears, or her pain, I'm going to take the rest. I desire her soul, body, and lust... but I don't make her pay with traditional money. I don't make her give me coins. I make her give me what I know she fears most--herself. 300 bottle caps, and then she's free.