“I didn’t figure you for the type who would go for biting,” my boss, Raymond, said the next morning, looking at the small bruise on my neck. “You should have gone for the guy with the huge ring. He could have been a good customer.” He waved his hands towards the mall walkways. No one had bought anything at Firstwater Gems that morning.
“I told you I didn’t have a choice,” I said, still exhausted from last night. Although I’m glad I didn’t have one, I thought. “The guy stripped me at the bar and then carried me to his vehicle. Have you ever heard of a Saleen S7?”
“Sure, but I’ve never heard of anyone having one. It’s the most expensive car on the planet.”
“It is? Well, then, maybe he’ll be your good customer. He was amazing.”
“I’m sure he got in your hole with no argument from you.”
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