ok, hows this?
get an asbo on her
turn up at her house at 3am next tuesday morning, high on rock, naked and smothered in beef dripping, with back bacon rashers stapled to his feet (pumas) and an aviator helmet made out of steak. and then ask to get reaquainted with her. in the biblical sense.
tell her that she never really had a trust fund (she gotta pay everything back) and that 8her 0's chromed carlton track bike is really a pista with the decals ripped off...
you people think that might just put her off?