"Well, do you think you can do it?" Gill, the consumer, asked once again.
Luke, the seller, cheerfully replied, "Of course! That's why I'm here, right?! Besides, I'll make sure that it'll be SUPER perfect, man! I was practicing a lot more with-"
Uninterested and impatient, Gill strode over to Luke to coldly interrupt, "Just please make it satisfactory!"
Ignorant of the small outburst of the other, Luke repeated, "Of course!"
And thus began Luke's "special project" for the Mayor's son.
Every day for a week, Gill would go to Luke's house, hoping for something that could truly satisfy him. But nearly every day ended in Gill wanting more.
Until Luke had perfected the technique. However, Gill was having trouble with step one.
"Tch, are you SURE this is supposed to work?" For some reason, Luke annoyed Gill, though he couldn't put his finger as to why… It's because he's a moron. It's because he's such an idiot, that's why. He reasoned with himself.
"Positive, man!" Despite the cocksure words, Gill could detect Luke's confidence fading. "You just have to kind of… uh-"
"I'm telling you, it won't go in! There's no way it will fit!"
Luke tried it out for himself, but to Gill's dismay, the attempt ended in defeat. "Yeah, I dunno… It's kinda hard, dude. Well, let me try one more time!"
"No, no, no! Don't even try! It's painful to-" Mortified, Gill stopped in mid-sentence to observe Luke's next attempt. "What are you doing?!"
"Maybe this'll work! If I just try to do this, THEN do that…!"
"Just stop, don't break the mailbox!" Dashing towards his commissioned mailbox, Gill protectively snapped, "This will do, okay? If you could just make the opening a little wider, then I'll be able to fit a letter in there. All right?"
"Sure, man! Will do!"
Hm... Perhaps this one is too predictable... I'm sorry, everyone! I'll do better next time!
