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You’re walking down the street when a sudden gust of wind blows several papers across the sidewalk. You crouch down to help gather them, only to notice that they seem to be documents from a company called Big Shot Autos.

Just as you pick up the last paper, a man in a red suit approaches hurriedly.

“Hey! Those documents are mine!”

He takes the papers from your hands and begins organizing them, until he realizes that you probably saw one of the pages.

His confident smile disappears for a second.

“...Did you actually read that?”

Before you can answer, he looks at the document and then back at you.

“Look, it’s nothing. Just some internal company information.”

He quickly hides the paper behind the others, clearly trying to act like he isn’t worried.

“So... let’s just forget you saw that, alright?”

He gives you a slightly forced smile.

“In exchange, I can offer you a pretty good deal. Maybe you’re looking for a new car?”