Good point. If this was her desire, then sure. She's got to be, what 10, 12 now? You and I both know they've got their own minds by that point.
A Rock Costs 7 was this hobo that accosted us outside on 5th street on the walk between the Ministry and Silk City. He came up to you, hugged you, asked how you were doing, how was work, ect. then asked you for a dollar.
You might remember that the one who discovered the rape barn, very drunk, gave this person 5 bucks. Then "A Rock Cost 7" asked this person for another dollar to which he hilariously replied: "I gave you enough to get a slice of pizza, a joint and a 40" and the hobo responds: "But a Rock Cost $7".