I am the sinner. I am the prostitute.

Consider this scenario:
You have won the lottery. You now are the proud owner of a bank account with NINE figures.
  1. A man you have never met walks up to you and asks for $100,000. You say no because you don’t know him, and you don’t know his intentions with the money. Or, you ignore him and pretend he isn’t talking to you because he looks kind of ragged, smells funny and is probably drunk.
  2. Your best friend who owns a 3 year old SUV hasn’t been too impressed with the upkeep and complains to you about another visit to the shop. You surprise your best friend with a brand new Range Rover.
Upon first read, these scenarios both seem completely understandable.