Miss Lansbury,
I think you and I need to be a thing. A romantic/sexual/bang-buds/whateveryouwannacallit kinda thing. But after we go through a whole getting married kinda thing. A getting-married-with-no-pre-nuptual-agreement kinda thing.
Because, you are a lady. A dame even.
And because there's no reason to mince words.
The young ladies and I? That's just not really working.
Also not working is me. Well, that's not true at all. I'm the opposite of not working. I'm working too damn much. All the time really. And working doesn't work for me. In fact, I've been relying on work, well, money, for half my life and it (work) really sucks. I think I've given it the good old college try and it's not for me.
You know what is for me? You. And your money.
Why should I deny it? We're both adults here.