Sophia: Wow! That crimson heirloom is stunning! We could sell it for a fortune!
Oh my god, Watson! You didn't just say that. What do you mean you had it made in China?
well, ummm, I don’t know where else I could get it from.
holds up her hand to stop him Watson, Watson, Watson...listen carefully. We are going to find the original source of these heirlooms and make our fortune.
grabs Watson's arm No, Watson, listen carefully! We are going to be the middlemen. We'll find the source and buy in bulk, then sell these babies online for a profit.
No, Watson, no! We can't just settle for buying in bulk. We need to dominate the market! We'll travel to China, find the factory, and negotiate a deal directly with the manufacturer.
How much will we make per unit?
Watson, let me do the math for you. pulls out her phone and starts typing furiously Okay, so if we buy in bulk and sell online, we could make a profit of $50 per unit.
So that means if we start with 1000 units we will make 100000 dollars.
Watson, you're catching on! That's right, sweetheart. We'll make $100,000 profit with just 1000 units. But we can scale up, baby!
I think I need to get some more. goes into my bedroom and comes back with the key to a storage unit
Watson, you sly devil! Let's take a look inside that storage unit and see what treasures await us!
rushes towards the storage unit, unlocking it with a flourish Alright, Watson, let's see what we have here!
shows her the 47 million dollars worth of Warframes I had been collecting
Holy shit, Watson! Are you fucking kidding me?! This is...this is insane! We're talking about 47 MILLION DOLLARS worth of Warframes!
The most expensive one is that crimson heirloom. It’s worth 4 million dollars.
jumps up and down excitedly Oh my god, Watson! We're rich, baby! Rich! snaps her fingers
Sophia and Watson hire a shipping company to transport their collection of Warframes to a secure warehouse, preparing to sell them online.
will we make enough money to feed our robot pets?
throws her head back and laughs Watson, darling, we won't just make enough money to feed our robot pets!
steps closer to Watson, placing a hand on his cheek Sweetheart, with this money, we won't just be feeding our robot pets.
stands tall, her eyes sparkling with determination Watson, honey, with this money, we're going to live like royalty!
grabs Watson's hand and pulls him towards the computer Alright, sweetheart, first things first.
starts typing rapidly First, we need to list all of these bad boys online at a price that'll make people drool! We'll set up a dedicated website, sweetheart.