And he just keeps going….

Back in the Lounge, Trent was finally starting to get annoyed. He was never one for physical altercations but he at least was quicker witted than most.

He was definitely quicker witted than Derrick. He smiled "so you are saying I am too poor to shop here?" He asks loudly. The stream getting quiet as he speaks, all the comments stop.

Derrick fumes "Absolutely! I will say it again, you couldnt afford a keychain here let alone a car."

Trent grins and gets an Idea "Oh would you wager on it? or are you a pussy on top of being an asshole?" Trent knew exactly what words to toss at an egotistical douchebag like Derrick. Now he just waited for him to fall into the trap. Trent knew how most window lookers went about going to stores and dealerships, he had done it multiple times. They usually asked for one of the more expensive cars first.

Derrick didnt look at the keys at all, instead he turned to scott "How many cars has he driven so far?" He demanded in a cold tone.

Scott could only sigh and answer. "This is the first one." and Derrick seemed to smile. While Trent held his own smile back. "Gotcha" he thought.

Derrick turned to Trent and sneered "Seeing as you asked for the Wager, I will set the terms, if You cant afford to buy this car in my hands, you loose. If you loose you and your friends have to empty your pockets of everything you own and leave!" Derrick was sure of himself. He thought, this would be a more expensive car, and not only that, he was asking for him to pay for it out right, there was no possible way he would be able to pay for it out right. So he was sure he would simply be humiliating this group before kicking them out now that they dare to challenge him to a battle of money in his own dealership.

Trent held his grin back and manage to keep a stern face. "Well that is what you get if you win, what about what I get if I win?"

Derrick still being sure of himself decided he really wanted to trap this poor fool "I will give you this car, free of charge, hows that? or are you not man enough to except my challenge?"

Before Derrick could even take his hand back and change his mind, Trent grabbed his hand and said "Deal, Do not go back on your word now!"

When this happened both Akane and Terrance seemed to give big toothy grins. Even Scott seemed to have a smile on his face, this might go better than he had originally hoped!

Trent then keeping up the charade "So do you know which car it is and how much is it? I don't know if I will have that much money in my bank account" he said before Derrick could renig, goading him forward on this sure win bet.

Derrick looked down and Saw the key with concentric rings lined across it and grinned wider he turned to Scott "Tell the man" He says with a cold sneer.

Scott simply politely walked forward and began speaking "Sir, This is a Audi S8 WS12 Bi Turbo L edition...." Derrick's grin getting wider and wider. All of those words sounded like Dollar signs to him. This was getting even better, The more things Scott said, the higher Derrick thought the price would go.

Then Scott threw a little water onto his fire. "Now this is a two thousand and twelve model, and it has almost fifty thousand miles, ( or seventy five thousand kilometers ). "

Derricks face paled a little, wasnt this a brand new car? Wasnt he just using his dealership to test cars he could never own?

Scott continued "The sticker price for this model in todays market was set at twenty eight thousand dollars plus tax, tags, and license. This would bring the grand total to thirty one thousand eight hundred and fifty dollars." And then he presented the Window tag for the vehicle to Everyone, letting even the stream see it.

Trent had finally stopped hiding his happiness. His grin was going from ear to ear, and Terrance then said from the sidelines "Ohhhh boooiiiii You dun fucked up now!!!!"

It was about this moment Derrick realized he had been set up. Trent casually said with a large smile "Would cash be ok?" He says.

The stream was exploding. He then handed the phone to Akane, and showed her how to hold it for him. She nodded and did as instructed as he walked into frame. He pulled the envelope out of his pocket, and then pulled the stack from inside.

Scott held out his hand for Trent "Please allow me Sir" he says.

Trent smiled He broke the band that was clearly labeled fifty thousand dollars, and began to pull one hundred dollar bills out of the stack and counted them in Scotts hand.

"One thousand"

"Two thousand"

"Three thousand"

...

"twenty nine thousand"

"thirty thousand"

"thirty one thousand"

"thirty two thousand"

"thirty three thousand"

"thirty four thousand"

"thirty five thousand"

Trent did not stop at the required amount, instead counting the entire stack into Scott's hand. He stopped at forty nine thousand nine hundred.

Derricks face looked like he was eating shit, but he was a cocky arrogant douche, he would not give up so easily "That money has to be fake! I demand you check it for authenticity!" thinking he had been set up, he demanded this at least.

Scott looked at Trent, Who looked at the camera and smiled as those watching should already know this was pointless. "Oh by all means, please do check every bill" He then turned around, walked back over to the sofa and kicked his feet back up onto the sofa.

Akane walked around the sofa holding the phone to show Trent as he lounged back on the sofa "I will be right here, let me know when you are done!"

A little ways up in the sky, rapidly approaching, a single black helicopter was speeding. Inside, Rudy was fuming. He kept cursing and yelling at the top of his lungs. He told the pilot to fly faster. To which he did.

Back in the lounge, one of the security guards finally returned with the special inking pen. Scott walked over and placed the entire stack onto the coffee table. He spread the bills out in a long line. Akane was making sure to keep both this, Trent, and Derrick in frame.

Derrick took the pen, he walked over to the coffee table and began to draw a long line down the layed out bills.

His face however turned dark, as instead of the black line he was expecting, which would say the bills were fake, but instead of black, it was orange, saying the bills were real.

Derrick snatched a bill off the coffee table and held it up to the light. His face got darker. He was fuming, but he had his own idea. He turned to Scott, and demanded, still trying to save a little of his pride by ordering the employee around "Go get the title and paperwork ready" He said and then walked over to the opposite sofa and sat down staring right at Trent.

The security guards shrugged and left, as it seemed they were not needed any longer. Scott also left the room. Derrick still had the keys to the car in his hands. He was refusing to give up till the last minute.

Trent was not bothered by this at all, He simply watched TV waiting. The chatter on the stream was scrolling by. The total viewers had reached over one million. This stream completely dwarfed the previous stream, and more people were tuning in. They still had not seen the car, and wanted the big reveal.

At this point, Trent had also not seen the car, but he did not care in the slightest. Dealerships like this had a reputation to uphold, and cars that did not meet a high qualification would be auctioned as soon as they were traded in. As this vehicle had been on the lot, Trent was sure it would at least meet this standard.

Scott was coming back with a stack of papers and the title in his hand. But in the sky, the sound of a helicopter was rapidly approaching. A few people in the dealership were running into the lot and rapidly moving cars to clear a large space. Derrick looked out at this and stood up and ran over. He had a bad feeling.

What is going on " he asked one of the other salesmen running out of the dealership "Its the owner! He's landing in his helicopter!"

Derrick paled, his voice went slack "Dad?!?" his mind racing "What is he doing here? It cant be that it is a coincidence right?" turning and then looking Akane, and then at the camera filming the whole thing. He had a worse feeling now.