- How much for the women?
Goldseller X: “Your women. I want to buy your women. How much for the women? Sell them to me. How much for just the daughter?”
Julie: “What?!”
Goldseller X: “The little girl. How much for just the little girl…”
Julie: “What are you…”
Goldseller X: “Sorry. Force of habit. Buy my gold – cheap. 24 hour service.”
Julie: “Leave me alone.”
Goldseller X: “How about power leveling? Don’t you want to ascend?”
Julie: “I’ll ascend you into low geosynchronous orbit if you don’t leave me alone.”
Goldseller X:”Powerleveling – just 3 days to get to level 30″
Julie: “What’s the sense in that?”
Goldseller X: “What?”
Julie: “What’s the sense in that? Why buy the game if I am going to let you play it? Where’s the sense in that?”
Goldseller X: “Well so you can…”
Julie: “Never mind. It was a rhetorical question.”
Goldseller X: “A what?”
Julie: “A rhetorical question, not meant to be answered. You know…like yours. Now go away.”
(short pause)
Goldseller X: “Do you want to buy gold? Cheap. 24 hour service.”
Julie: “You just asked me that. I said no.”
Goldseller X: “I thought you might have changed your mind in the last five minutes.”
Julie: “So what’s your half life?”
Goldseller X: “My what?”
Julie: “You’re half life. You know – like radioactive waste. You guys operate on the same principle don’t you? Once you exist you are nearly impossible to get rid of.”
Goldseller X: “I never thought of it that way.”
Julie: “I read an article once that said cockroaches would be the last thing existing on earth after everyone and everything else dies.
Goldseller X: “I think I know where this is going…”
Julie: “If the cockroaches inherit the earth I think you guys will inherit the earth from the cockroaches.”
Goldseller X: “Look. We supply a service. I wouldn’t exist if no one ever used the services.”
Julie: “Contract killers provide a service too, that doesn’t mean I want one in my bedroom.”
Goldseller X: “I’m not in your bedroom.”
Julie:”Yes you are. I’m on a computer terminal in my bedroom.”
Goldseller X: “That doesn’t mean I’m there.”
Julie:”You’ve got a point. Come to think of it, it’s worse than that. You’re in my mind. It’s like a voice I can’t get rid of. It’s like I’m hearing voices. It’s like…like…”
Goldseller X: “Like a bad disease for which there is no cure.”
Julie: “That’s right.”
Goldseller X: “So?”
Julie: “So what? What do you mean so?”
Goldseller X: “Do you want to buy my gold?”
Julie: “I thought we already established this. The answer is no. Don’t you guys have something you can make a living at that is less annoying?”
Goldseller X: “Like what?”
Julie: “I don’t know…like a slaver, a contract killer, a drug pusher. Just about anything else, just so long as it isn’t here. Just let me play Aion in peace.”
(another pause)
Goldseller X: “NOW would you like to buy my…”
Julie: “So you insist that you are just providing a service right?”
Goldseller X: “And…”
Julie: “How about I pay you to go away for just the next hour that I am here?”
Goldseller X:”To leave all the men and women here alone for just an hour?’
Julie: “Yes. That’s it exactly. How much?”
Goldseller X: “You couldn’t afford it.”
Julie: “How much?”
Goldseller X: “Really. You couldn’t afford to have me leave all the men and women here alone for an hour.”
Julie: “O.K. Then how much for the women?”