"I'm sorry for the treatment my niece gave, I know! should send you more money"
"Pops! what are you doing" his niece shouted, she chopped him in the head.
But Jacob seized the opportunity.
"To be honest, I never wanted to sell my prized weapon. I was in a bind for money" Jacob made his voice sound depressed.
The old man looked at him, then nodded before he went back on his register. He started valiantly punching in numbers.
[50, 500$ received]
[Total: 50,650$]
Jacob saw the money on his card total and he was happy "Thank you very much sure, I am your debt". Jacob was humble in his acceptance however the man wasn't done.
"Nonsense, If not for you I don't know what would have happened to me," He thought then looked to his niece.
"I know I can give you my niece. You can make her a real woma—"
Wham!
The man got a quick punch to the face. After he came to and wiped some blood from his nose.