You sigh as you look at the price tag of the dress.

"You good?" you hear a voice behind you which makes you turn around.

You nod, "I'm fine, the dress is just too expensive."

He hums, looking at the price tag.

"60,000 dollars? Only?"

You eyes widen, "What do you mean only?"

"Do you want the dress?" he looks down at you.

You slowly nod once more.

"That'll be 60,000 dollars." the cashier smiles.

He hands her his card, a black amex.

You gasp, realizing he's rich rich.

His eyebrow raises as he turns to you, "What's wrong?"

"You're rich!" you state the obvious.

He crosses his arms.

"Yes, I'm aware."

He hands you the gorgeous dress and disappears into the crowd of people.

Damn.