"Oh, come on. It was just a practical joke." Says Ron.
"It wasn't a funny joke." Sam says as we pull into a crappy dealership.
"Manny!" Someone yells.
"What?!" Someone yells back.
"Get your cousin out of that d*** clown suit! He's having a heat stroke again. Scaring white folks!"
"I'm hot. Makeup's melting. It hurts my eyes."
"Here? No, no, no, what is this? You said... you said half a car, not half a piece of crap, Dad!" Sam basically yells.
"When I was your age, I'd have been happy with four wheels and an engine." Ron says as we get out of his car.
"Okay let me explain something to you. Okay?" I walk off to see if there was any good cars worth the four thousand Sam could spend on getting a car.
I finally find one. It's yellow with black racing strips. It had some rust, but no as much as I have been seeing on other cars. The interior could use some cleaning along with the outside, but it looks like it was worth Sam's money.
"Hey Sam!" I yell and wave him over. He walks over and looks at the car. He then gets inside and sits in the driver seat.
"This isn't bad." I get into the passenger seat and get a better look on the interior.
"Manny!" The dealer yelled.
"What?" The person from ealier yelled.
"What is this? This car! Check it out!"
"I don't know, boss! I've never seen it! That's loco!"
"Don't go Ricky Ricardo on me, Manny! Find out!"
"Feels good." Sam says.
"How much?" Ron asks.
"Well, considering the semi-classic nature of the vehicle, with the slick wheels and the custom paint job..." The dealer says.
"Yeah, but the paint's faded." Sam says.
"Yeah, but it's custom."
"It's custom faded?" Sam asks.
"Well, this is your first car. I wouldn't expect you to understand. Five grand."
"No, I'm not paying over four. Sorry."
"Kid, come on, get out. Get out the car."
"No, no, no. You said the cars pick their drivers."
"Well, sometimes they pick a driver with a cheap-a** father. Out of the car."
"Well I have some news for you Mr. If this car was to be sold at five thousand then the buyer would be paying too much. There are rust spots, the paint is faded, and there is more in likely problems with the engine. So they would have to invest around a thousand to five thousand to have the car running properly, no rust, and so the paint is looking new. So therefore they should only have to pay four thousand for the car." I say.
"What would you know you are just a girl." The dealer says glaring at me.
"I know more than you that's for sure. Since I have been working with cars for the last four years."
He rolls his eyes not taking me seriously and starts going off about some other car.
"...greater than man..." The car says then a high pitched noise goes off. I cover my ears and grit my teeth. All the windows in the cars and store break except for the car. The dealer holds up four shaky fingers.
"F-four thousand."