They got to the energy company in a couple of minutes. As they walked in the door the secretary looked up and her jaw dropped. She adjusted her thick glasses and took another look. Teasel reached down and hit the little bell. The secretary jumped a little.
"M-may I help you?" she asked bewildered.
"Yes you may." Teasel replied joyfully. "We would like to sell this refractor here, would your company be interested in the purchase?"
"A-a-umm, l-let me get the supervisor. I-I'll be right back." She got up quickly and ran to get her boss. They both came back running. The supervisor had the same reaction as his secretary did.
"Um, w-what did you want, sir?" he asked, his eyes fixed on the huge refractor.
"(Ahem) I am looking for a purchaser to buy this fine refractor here. I was wondering if you would be interested." Teasel spoke proudly and clearly.
"Yes!" the supervisor just about yelled. "Yes, we would love to purchase you item there. How much were you asking?"
"Well," Tron spoke up, "we were wanting around, um, three million Zenny."
"T-three million? That is a bit high don't you think? Could you come down a little?"
"Umm, we really ne…" Tron began but the supervisor cut her off.
"Well, we are in an extremely tight situation for energy so how about Two million seventy five hundred thousand Zenny?"
Tron could practically see Zenny symbols appear in Teasel's eyes as he said "Sold!"
As soon they left Teasel burst into insane laughter. "HA HA HA HAA!!! Now we have more than enough money to get the Gesellschaft back into the air!"
"We sure do! And enough to make some adjustments to it too!" Tron replied merrily.
"Ba ba bu?"
"No Bon! Were not putting in a swimming pool!" Teasel told Bon.
"Baaa bu."
"No Bon, I'm not mad. How could I be mad? We're rich! AH HA HA HA HA HA!"
"Bu ba ba!" Bon said happily.
"Of course I'm always right!" Teasel laughed again as they walked back to the wreckage.