You grab Dave by his tattered hand-me-down shirt and smack him and
shake the mess out of him. "What the heck are you thinking?
School starts in less than two months!! I'm outtie."
Then, out of nowhere in a burly ball of Barbara rage, Dave snatches
you up.
"Don't you ever, ever, call my shirt tattered again!!" He
lets you fall with a thump. "We're going to help you buddy."
Barbara says "Excuse me sir, but we generally charge 50 bucks an
hour and a hundred if we see ghost. Since you are a king, you will
find our fee reasonable."
Dave says "Heck yeah, we'll help you!"