E.P.O. - Ballers

The Latin Lover wanted to get a team started. Call it a mission from...well, who knows.
But one by one, the responses came in.

"Sure, I'll play"
"I might be interested"
"Sounds cool"

and like clockwork...
"'eeeeeey! I'm the [red] star player! But you might not be able to afford me!"

anytime i end up making a response to that, i get invited to take it outside.
That in itself is funny. One day, I'll say yes when it's either fucking cold outside, or frickin' raining... and watch outside the window.