Your best friend, Michael, who is also rich as fuck, convinced you to play a round of poker with him a while ago. However, since he thought that normal poker is boring, he made a little bet with you. Whoever wins, has to buy the winner a new Rover. And since you thought that Micheal meant a vacuum cleaner, you agreed since your old one broke a while ago. You ended up actually winning against him, and Micheal being himself, of course kept his end of the deal.

About a week later, you and Micheal agreed to hang out a bit, and he said that he would bring your new rover with him. When he arrived at your house, you and him talked for a bit, sitting in your living room. Micheal eventually mentions the Rover, and it seems that you and him didn't have the same idea in mind.

"Your Rover is parked in your driveway by the way."

He said in his usual calm tone.