"Old man, according to the auction house's own rules, if an auctioned item is in your care, then it is subsequently destroyed, not only will you compensate the estimated price of the item, but you will also increase the compensation by ten times the listed value on the certificate of authenticity."
Then Trinity took over for Scarlett as an old-style calculator that had paper fed into it showed up out of nowhere in her hand.
Along with Trinity wearing one of those old-style plastic green sun visors that you would see someone wearing in a shady casino counting money.
The Auctioneer then heard the clicking of the calculator from Trinity's thin, sexy fingers as she tallied up the total damages.
*Click*
*Click*
*Click*
*Ding*
Then Trinity tore off the receipt for the total calculated damages of the destroyed letter.
The stuck-up auctioneer began to sweat bullets as he was aware of their ridiculous policy.
He could not believe that the idiot owner could ever come up with such a policy.
But they never foresaw that someone would have a copy of the policy book with them.
Then Trinity gave the total bill to Emily after all this family outing is to train her in the art of face slapping.
"Mr. Fatty, you owe my mother one, one, one."
Then Trinity leaned down to whisper in Emily's ear since she was having trouble with a big number.
Emily nodded her head and then said,
"One hundred million and one dollars. Since the item was destroyed, we also want our one dollar back."
When the auctioneer heard this amount, he could not help but faint as he could not bear the burden of this bill.
Then Scarlett, Trinity, and Emily quickly left the private box as the unfortunate auctioneer suffered a severe case of stress, having a stroke.
But never one to be deterred, all three of them made their way onto the auction stage where three fabulously fashionable throne-like chairs had appeared out of nowhere.
They then sat down facing the audience with Trinity saying,
"We are just waiting for the owner of this auction house. So go ahead and continue while we wait for him."
The replacement auctioneer had no idea what to do but reluctantly kept going as their auctioneer was currently on his way to the hospital, foaming at the mouth and shaking with seizures as well as a stroke.
"The next item up for bid is a one-of-a-kind painting by the renowned artist Fabio Nosebush."
When the attendant wheeled the painting out onto the stage, the audience gasped at the glory of this painting, its awe-inspiring perfection. This is a true national treasure.
Then as it was being admired by the audience, the new auctioneer started the bidding process and the audience went mad with bids.
But while no one was paying attention to this painting, a seven-year-old girl just happened to wander over to it with some very bright colored markers in her hand.
Emily figured that the auctioneer mister said that it was a picture of some sissy named Nosebush. So the man forgot to put a bush on his face when he painted his portrait.
Emily figured she would do some community service by drawing a bush coming out of the man's nose.
While Emily was getting creative, Trinity and Scarlett were looking at the auction booklet with an evil look in their eyes, as two gleaming predators eyed a very defenseless little girl.
Emily shook in fright as she detected a great disturbance in the feminine force.
Emily grew weary of what could this impending sense of doom mean. But as quickly as it came, this sudden disturbance vanished.
Emily recently discovered that she can sense a unique power known as the Feminine force. A power that Emily can use to influence the minds of men.
But now it's warning her of danger. But since the feeling vanished, Emily decided to ignore this feeling and went back to drawing the bush on this man's face.
Somehow the audience never noticed that Emily had defaced a priceless national treasure.
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