A plan

"Well, what can I say? I'm honored." Dustin said. He watched Tim laughed.

Tim glared at Dustin, eyeing him mischievously,

"I mean, I see you're all dressed up. Did you borrow this outfit to come look for a job?"

"I suddenly don't feel oblige to answer your questions, Tim." Dustin rolled his eyes.

This brought a smirk to Tim's face. "How rude of you. You'll need my help, and here you are spewing nonsense."

"Me? Need your help? And why is that?"

"Isn't it obvious? I am Tim, CEO of tims motors! I am a king."He replied proudly.

"King? More like a pauper." Dustin found himself muttering out loud.

"What did you say??"

"I said your suit is cheap. Now get out of my sight."

Tim chuckled. "I see you've come to Matyrs. For what? To beg for another cleaning job? Well let me tell you this. I work here, and we don't employ filths! So get lost."

"You won't be the one to send me packing, thank goodness you're not my boss." Dustin replied.

"Yet. I'll be your boss soon, and I'll get you fired immed
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