I think those women (plus that guy) wanted you, Ed! 

PS: You know what's sad?  Flashy probably has big dreams to star on Broadway.  She worked every community theater in her (God knows where she is from) small town.  Studied years and years in college.  Acting classes, Dance Classes, Diction Classes, Shakespeare 101 AND 102!  Modeling courses, going to countless photographers to get "the right headshot", so it can be thrown on a pile with millions of other "right headshots". Thousands of dollars spent on plastic surgery and dental (capped) work.  She probably has an eating disorder and goes to therapy for it.  And what is she doing?  Running around in the cold in a sexy santa thing, promoting whatever the hell it was she was suppose to be promoting...Who could understand her through the chattering of her (capped) teeth?  Running to every old pervert (like yourself) on the street trying to get noticed from the pack of jailbait and the one gay guy she is with.   Maybe you are a Broadway producer or MTV Reality Show Casting Director or Girls Gone Wild.  Flashy doesn't know.  All Flashy knows is if she flirts with this old guy (you), you might be be "the one" who will give her the big break she and millions upon millions so crave and worked so hard for.

Poor Flashy.  Put your clothes on, girl.  Time to get you one of them sugar daddies, flash for him!

This is really a very sad film today.  I may weep for Flashy. 

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