"Good. Let's see what we can do for you, Josh." Eric put on his best salesman voice as he looked at the figure on the calculator. "I think you'll be okay. She listens to my shit all the time, and she hasn't gone anywhere, or tried to kill me. Don't think she can, but you never know."
Eric shrugged, and did a few more calculations. "Right, 52.63." It was actually a good price for what he was getting.
"You never know." He pulled out a pad of paper and nudged a pen over with it. "Just put your name and email address. I'll get you connected later tonight."