Nevermind this prom business, who in their right mind would pay $750 for a five minute phone conversation? You'd just end up woo-ing back and forth as there wouldn't be enough time to talk properly.
Actually, that sounds great.
The minute I get out of my tent my garden is covered with cement.
"On the Time Magazine internet balloting for Man of the Century, Ric Flair is now in third place trailing Jesus and Adolf Hitler. Raven is in ninth place." - The Wrestling Observer Newsletter: November 11, 1998.
The really messed up thing about it is that it seems that you are paying Ric Flair $100,000 AND giving him first class travel arrangements for him to essentially be a jerk to you. The description states that he will only talk to you in the venue of the prom and as soon as he gets outside, he will not even look at you. Just point him to the airport, and kiss him goodbye. And also the $100,000 can be kissed goodbye as wel.