"Sorry, Brad. Maybe some other time."

"Suit yourself, Vlad." Brad says before peeling off into the sunset.

You walk further downtown when you hear your name shouted from Samurai Scottie's Snipporium, a local barber shop.

"Vlade!"

You gaze inside to see none other than George Karl, your colleague and your coach.

"Hey, George. How's it going?"

"Great! I heard the news. Just want to let you know that I am on your side all the way." he says with a warm towel draped over his face.

"Thanks George, it means a lot."

"Sit down! Get a trim! My treat!"

You oblige him, and sit in your panda-shaped chair. As the barber snips away, George gets real serious.

"Listen, I just got off the phone with Kupchak. Kobe, Swaggy, and the rights to the 2002 championship for Boogie, Ben, and Trill."

You scratch your head and think about it.

***

Decline

Accept