You want something from me, but you're not going to get it. Not yet, anyway. I'll deny you, I'll make you beg and plead, I'll make you grovel and worship at my feet. I'll taunt you with it, dangle it in front of your face, just out of reach.
Dan was sitting at the park, enjoying his lunch and dreading going back to work when the Role Exchanger passed by, leaving him with different problems to worry about