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Chapter Three
Nick was sitting in the break room, innocently drinking some coffee, when Greg came in.
"Nick," Greg began, "Did you know, that for the low, low price of five dollars and ninety nine cents, you can get a penny from every year of the millennium?"
"No, I didn't." Nick replied. "But, for the even lower price of four dollars, I'll give you a paper clip from every year of the new millennium."
"Why would I want that?" Greg asked.
"Because. They're real handy when you need to put stuff together without ruining it with staples." Nick answered.
"How much did you say it was?"
"Four dollars."
"How about this, you trade me your paper clips and two dollars and ninety nine cents, and I'll give you my pennies."
"Gee, Greggo, I dunno about that… what am I gonna do with pennies?"
"Um…. Admire them?"
"Tell ya what, lemme think about it, and I'll get back to you with an answer in, say, twenty four hours."
"Okay, sounds like a plan."
This was going to be a piece of cake.