Who's advising these dickheads? I understand his bird is out of town, but for a grand you can have three discreet porn stars going to town on you for a pair of hours. With his money you could go and hang in some Cheshire based Eyes Wide Shut mansion. Yet he ends up getting derailed by this fucking scut. Makes me weep.
There's definitely a gap in the market for some kind of 'debauchery sherpa' service.
You could help them climb their personal perversity Everest, Woland.