Chak: Say hello to Big Daddy.
Bel: I am
not going to call you that. I'm not a ho and you're not my pimp.
Chak: Since the Federation no longer uses money, prostitution has become moot.
Bel: Fascinating.
Chak: Now there is no economic reason for someone to sell her body to a stranger, except if she want to "improve herself, enrich herself" through promiscuous casual sex.
Bel: There are no more stupid prostitutes who'll do anything for a cash motive. Now women in the Federation are respected.
Chak: I know! Prostitutes have become indistinguishable from any woman in the Federation.
Bel: Because much to your chagrin, no woman sells herself for a profit in this century.
Chak: ...You could also say, all women in the Federation have become...indistinguishable from the prostitutes.
Bel: Look, is there a point to all this?
Chak: ...Wanna do it on a bearskin rug?
Bel: WHY THE HELL SHOULD I DO THAT??
Chak: Sorry, I thought enlightened women no longer required compensation for sex?
Bel: Wait...
Chak: So I can't offer to pay you or satisfy you in any way, or that would insult you and all Federation women. In fact, you would have to derive no pleasure at all from it - unless you thought of yourself as a prostitute, and by extension, all women in the Federation.
Bel: ...
What?!
Chak: Also we no longer even have a currency so there's not even the possibility of the cash motive. At least prostitutes in the old days could also be free to enjoy the sex without condemning all women everywhere to moral hypocrisy.
Bel: ...Huh........
Chak: Never mind, I just remembered - I've got a hologram of you that will do anything i want.
Bel: THE HELL YOU DO!
Chak: She calls me Big Daddy, too.
...
Bel: Wait...
what??!