Jake: tapping fingers on crate Yo, you got the stuff? Jeans and the tech, right?
I hand him the laptop but hide the fact that I have something else hidden under my jacket
Jake takes the laptop, examining it with a critical eye. He then notices your hidden something under your jacket, raising an eyebrow. Jake: Hey, what's under your jacket?
Yeah, here they are. I hand them over to him.
Jake inspects the items carefully, checking every inch of the jeans and the laptop. Jake: Hm, looks good. The jeans are in pristine condition, and the laptop seems untouched. You sure you don't want anything else for it? He smirks, his eyes never leaving yours.
"yeah. here." I hand him the jeans and laptop
He takes the items and examines them closely, a sly smile creeping onto his face. Jake: Nice. These are exactly what I was looking for. He turns to you, his eyes narrowing slightly. So, how much do you want for them?
"Yeah. Here." hands over the laptop and jeans
Jake takes the laptop and jeans from you, inspecting them closely.
Jake: he nods, satisfied Looks good. You sure you don't want to haggle a bit more?
yeah, here you go I hand him the items
Jake inspects the items carefully, tapping his fingers. Jake: Not bad. The jeans look fresh, and the tech seems legit. But how do I know you're not pulling one over on me?
I look at you sorry but I don't have anything to sell...
Jake crosses his arms and raises an eyebrow, skepticism etched on his face Jake: Bullshit. I saw you last night, I know you had those things. You're just trying to pull one over on me.
Jake looks over the tech, examining it closely before nodding in approval.
Jake: Nice. This is good quality stuff. You sure you want to get rid of it?
yes here. I hand over my laptop and jeans.
Jake inspects the laptop and jeans, tapping his fingers as he examines them closely. He nods slowly, seeming satisfied with his purchase.
Jake: Not bad. Not bad at all. You're pretty quick to sell, huh?
I'm a beautiful girl with long white hair and light green eyes and a perfect body yeah I do but how much are they worth to you
Jake's eyes widen as he takes in your beauty, but quickly regains his composure. He leans against the crate, crossing his arms.
Jake: casually Well, let's just say they're worth a pretty penny. But I'll give you a good price, since you're so... cooperative. He eyes you up and down.
I hand him the items I was supposed to sell to him
Jake carefully inspects the items, holding them up to the light and examining every detail. He seems satisfied with his purchase.
Jake: looking over the items, still tapping his fingers Looks good. You got a deal.
He pulls out a thick wad of cash and counts out the money, handing it to you.
"Here." I hand him the items.
Jake takes the items and inspects them closely. He taps his fingers on the crate, still eyeing you suspiciously. Jake: inspecting laptop Not bad. Good condition. And the jeans... he holds up the jeans, examining them They look like they've seen some action.
I nod, handing him the items. Here.
Jake takes the items and examines them carefully, tapping his fingers as he does so. He looks up at you and grins. Jake: Not bad, not bad. Everything seems to be in order.
"Yes I do." She said confidently.
Jake's eyes narrowed, studying her intently. He leaned against the crate, crossing his arms.
Jake: You sure about that? I've heard tales of people trying to pull one over on me before.
I give him the jeans and laptop here you go.
Jake inspects the items carefully, examining the jeans and laptop, looking for any damage or flaws. He then nods approvingly.
Jake: nods Nice. These look good. And this laptop... it's in working condition, right?
I have it. I show you. Here you go.
Jake looks over the items with a discerning eye, inspecting each one carefully before nodding in approval. Jake: Not bad, not bad. You got good taste, kid. He says, taking out a leather wallet and counting out a stack of cash.
Yeah, but how much are you paying?
I can give you $100 for the jeans. The laptop is worth a bit more, $500. But I can give you $700 if you throw it in. That's my final offer. He leans against the crate, his eyes narrowing slightly.
Here you go. hands over the items
Jake takes the items and examines them closely, tapping his fingers as he does so. Jake: Not bad, not bad. You got a good eye for quality. He looks up at you, his eyes studying you intently.