What's a guy like me to do?

Caught this on the telly...

(Scene set in an extremely classy watering hole for executives)

Hospital Professor: "Maybe i didn't have enough to drink..." (Grabs his bottle)

Professor's Mistress: "Drowning your sorrows in wine? That's what 2nd-rate men do."

Hospital Professor: "i've nothing scheduled tomorrow, let's go to your place." (Grabs her hand)

Professor's Mistress: "That's what 3rd-rate men do. What you need to do now is to go home and rest."

All this time i'm just sitting there, staring at the telly like a jackass thinking to myself...

"What the fuck does a 4th-rate guy like me do then?"

Damn the Mistress!