"Sold," said Troy, immediately, but, in the time between that and Summer's facepalm, something in Troy's head that wasn't a part of the lizard brain sparked.

"Wait," he said, eyes narrowing a little with process of thinking, "no. I'm supposed to make it difficult for you..."

Although now he was just confused and maybe a little worried about how the class seemed to set him up for things he'd regret later. Or, like, that this was some sort of test, or something...

Why was economics so hard?