"Look, old man. You have a shop because you want to sell. And we are here because we want to buy. You have a price, we also have a price. So unless we stand on the same understanding, we can't make a deal."
The owner pondered for a few seconds as he stared at the black box.
'What the hell is this thing? I have no idea the fuck it is and what it does. Isn't it just a box? I don't really care about it as long as I can get some change. But…' He glanced at Jason and Xavier. 'Why do I feel like something is fishy?'
"So, tell your price, old man."
"I will do it for $480,000. I usually don't lower that much, but you seem like someone who knows the worth of hidden gems."
"Eh, not really. I wouldn't even buy it for $500, to be honest."
