fandomhigh | Freelance Treasure Hunting, Monday, Period 5, Class #6

"Good afternoon, everyone," Vala greeted the students as they entered, possibly eyeing Karal and Dean a little oddly, "and welcome to our second to last class. We'll be continuing our efforts to learn how to resell your acquired merchandise. Assuming that your identification and authentication go properly, it will be your job to get the best price you can for your item--whether it's in money, goods, or services that you need."

"Today's class will have two parts: First, I'd like to know what you would think would be important qualities for a, uh, resale merchant to have, and how you would be able to tell that he, she, or it is reputable." Vala, of course, was very equal opportunity. "Second, I would like for you to break up into pairs and try to sell an item of your choice--one of you will be the seller, and the other the purchaser. Obviously, sellers, you want to get as much as you can for your item--you almost worked very hard to get it, after all. Purchasers, you don't want to part with anything more than you have to."

"Have fun!"

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"I'm just kinda trying to do Rin? Rin, uh, Rin's this guy ..." She tried to figure out how to sum him up quickly. "So we were all on an airship that was getting attacked by a giant dragon-thing? And a couple of us went on the roof to attack it, so that we didn't crash and die? And he sold us weapons upgrades. Not gave - sold."

She bit her lip. "You have pounds of sterling? I just got used to the weird papery things that aren't gold. Man, I could do this in gil, you know!?"

"We have pounds sterling in England-- I suppose the Americans would use gold to back up their money. We have paper money there, too, but for a deal like this? A lot of dealers will demand metal coin, to be certain of its worth." She shook her head. "Like that man Gil. I can't see someone like him accepting paper notes. How on Earth did he think he was going to live through it if you didn't defeat the dragon-thing?"

Rikku shrugged. "I don't get your money. We just had coins and swapped 'em around. And Rin said that he had great confidence in our abilities. We won, and he made money, so I guess things worked out okay?"

"I suppose, but that's still dreadful of him," Evie said disapprovingly. "And our money system is just based on the convenience of the paper not weighing as much. Although people do try to counterfeit it. But then, they do the same thing with coins."

She shook herself then announced, "Ten thousand pounds sterling! And you shall have your purchase!"

"Oh!" Rikku laughed. "Totally dreadful, yeah, and kinda stupid. But Rin's got more money than just about anybody, so I guess that's why."

Then she put her finger next to her cheek and considered. "That's a shame. To see such a fine item go to an auction. I mean, I was willing to go as high as seven thousand. I thought you were going to be reasonable."

"Ah!" Evie clutched her heart, like her mother claiming she was having an attack of apoplexy, and said, "Seven thousand? You beggar me! You want me to go out of business! You want me to live in the poorhouse with the mice! Nine thousand would be barely acceptable to thieving camel-drivers from the Sudan!"

Rikku sighed. "What a sad thing, for something so nice to go up on auction. When I have someone I know would be interested. But no way he'd authorize me to go as high as eight thousand. I have a reputation, you know."

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