Yesenia beats the gigolo until he falls down and money comes out. Her avatar runs around scooping it up.

“I don’t like some of the symbolism here,” says Yusuf.

“What, because it’s overt instead of covert?” Yesenia smirks. On the screen, her avatar jogs back toward town, phallus bouncing enormously before him. “You’d prefer I mask it as a sword or a big, fat, thick gun?”

“I was referring to the way all your interactions in the game involve penetration. Somehow it’s worse than, er, running them over.”

“It’s called Aggravated Sodomy 4. What did you expect?”

Yusuf frowns. “A satire.”