A few decades ago I knew a guy who married a stripper. He had a post-grad degree and a good job, but she kept dancing. He said cash would pile up on the kitchen table; one time he counted $30k. They bought a house and he drove a new Jag (dunno what she drove). He had to travel for work, sometimes staying for a week or so, and eventually found out that she would "entertain" while he was gone. He got the house, she didn't want it.