[BONUS]
Perry clapped his hand and rubbed them together.
"Alright. Let's talk business."
"Before that," I cut in. "If you want to sell those lamps, then my identity has to be kept secret."
Perry laughed. "That wouldn't be a problem! You sell those lamps to us, and we will make sure that your identity and your friend's identity will be protected a hundred percent!"
Perry leaned and whispered, "We know how this business works, so don't worry about a thing." He then winked at me.
I wasn't convinced. "Is there going to be a contract?"
Perry brow rose. "You're a tough customer, I see." And then patted me on the back.
"I like you already!"
With a snap of his hand, a long parchment appeared before my eyes. It was old and glowing gold and floating in the air with a quilt floating beside it.
