Lyla couldn't take her eyes off her new bag and giggled, "He's really busy. Tomorrow, I'll take you all out for a big meal, guaranteed to satisfy you."
"What are we eating?"
The chubby girl said eagerly, "Don't think you can just fob us off with some cheap place."
Lyla, now bursting with vanity, immediately laughed, "That would be so shabby it'd embarrass my man. Even if you guys were okay with it, I wouldn't be."
"Don't worry, Domina Hotel, the Sky Garden Restaurant—ever heard of it?"
"Tomorrow, I'll take you all to see how the other half lives. Everyone better dress up nicely, don't look like a bunch of country bumpkins."
The roommates, satisfied, returned to their beds. When it came to luxury goods, they only recognized the logos. As for limited editions or commemorative editions, ordinary people didn't have that kind of knowledge.
Tina climbed into Lyla's bed. She had just secretly looked it up on her phone and whispered: "Lyla, this one costs $168,000!"
"Really?"
