Looking at the price tag on the windshield, you gawk at the price writen on it. "There's no way that's the price." You mumble to yourself.
"Are you intreasted in it?" A voice called next to him.
Turning around you see the owner standing next to you. "Yeah, but uh, is that the price?" You asked.
"Yes, just five dollars." She responded. Seeing the shocked look on your face she explains. "See the car's pretty old, most people hate the paint job, and I really don't have a use gor it since I lost my license."
"Well if you're sure then I'd like to buy it." You saw, pulling a five out of your pocket.
"Sold." She said, taking the bill and hands you the keys to the car. As you strut over to ot, the women mumbles to herself as she walks away, "Wait, wasn't tgere another reason?"
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