Step one: decide what kind you want. Doesn't have to be specifics, just decide a price range, used or new, and a style (four door, two door, SUV, etc). Also make note of any particular things you want it to have. They got all kind of fancy bluetooth and built-in GPS shit you don't really need.
Step two: research. Look at some different cars that fit the parameters from step one, pick one of them, and find out what other people paid for it. Then find who in the area (the city, in this case) is selling the car you want. For new, go to a car dealer. For used, you can use a dealer or buy directly from the owner. Dealers will make certain guarantees about the car, but you'll pay less with owners.
Then you go around and test drive as many cars as you can manage. The car you thought you wanted, you might hate the feel of once you're in it, or maybe it's too roomy or too small. Figure out the specific cars and sellers you're after.
Step three: go in with an offer 20% less than their asking price. Haggle. Don't let them railroad you, because professional car-sellers absolutely will and they got plenty of tricks to do it with. Shop around, although you should have it narrowed down to a couple of options by the time you're done with step two. Play them against each other, even if you're bluffing. "Well, Sally over at Bill's said I could get it for this much." Continue until someone gives you a number you like on a car you like, then buy it. The rest is pretty simple.
Why, Raylan Givens...can't say I was expectin' a present from you.
[Honestly, Boyd hadn't been expecting a present at all - much less a present from someone who essentially told him to fuck right back off to the holler the last they spoke - hence why there was an air of surprise in his voice as he holds one of the glasses in his hand.]
I take it you got them boots then.
[The cowboy boots had been Boyd's way of extending an olive branch after their Halloween scuffle, since it was partly (see: definitely) his fault for choosing the wrong way to say hello and deciding to antagonize him instead.]
[Shit. Raylan was kind of expecting it to pass without comment. Exactly as much comment as he'd had to help him anticipate getting a gift from Boyd, in other words. After checking for blades in the soles and nails hammered into the heel, he'd decided it was meant in a genuine spirit, and found something to send back.]
Couldn't exactly letcha hold anything over me, could I.
[oh ye of little faith, if Boyd really wanted you dead he'd have rigged it to blow when you opened the box. But that comment is earning a chuckle and a smile, Boyd not even denying the fact he would hold this over Raylan for his benefit.]
No, I s'pose ya couldn't. Just like I don't s'pose it'd be an easy feat t' ask if ya wanna come over and break these glasses in with bourbon, huh?
[Well, shit. On the one hand, Raylan genuinely doesn't think Boyd would tamper with bourbon. In fact, Raylan doesn't genuinely think Boyd means him any harm, his paranoid behavior is more of a spiteful statement on how Boyd is an asshole. And what kind of man would turn down free bourbon?]
[On the other hand, he's not sure where his punching urges are gonna be in regards to Boyd.]
[Compromise. He knows a way to split the difference.]
Then they hear me talk and it all goes to hell. :(!!!
Actually I completely panicked when Tink said it was coming up, I wasn't awake yet and I thought I was still in London and was going to have to get off my arse and find a date or something. You can't not have a date when all of your exes are going to be glossily photographed with their new piece.
( she's terrifying. it's this whole thing. cute, though. )
Jasper needs to be shown up by someone with a double-barreled surname and a seat in the House of Lords if I really want him to chew his own liver until he dies thinking only about me.
Are you doing anything for Valentine's? This isn't a set up, I'm just nosy.
It's not how many surnames you have, it's what the surname is. Surnames are. Etcetera. I could be Marquering-Featherstonehaugh if I wanted, actually. Imagine trying to fit that mess on absolutely any form.
I'm thinking of taking my best friend's girlfriend out. He isn't a Valentine's guy and I think it'd be fun.
It's like, verbal shorthand. I say 'double barreled surname and a seat in the House of Lords' and you're picturing the kind of prick I mean. I don't really mean he has to have those things, they're just convenient signifiers so you fill in what I actually mean on your own. Jasper's that kind of prick and he doesn't have either of those things.
Maybe not as much fun as an orgy. But I'm too picky for that nonsense.
[This is still not explaining it to him sufficiently and he's pretty sure there's more, but he doesn't care about it enough to keep chasing it down.] All right then.
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how do i buy a car?
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Step two: research. Look at some different cars that fit the parameters from step one, pick one of them, and find out what other people paid for it. Then find who in the area (the city, in this case) is selling the car you want. For new, go to a car dealer. For used, you can use a dealer or buy directly from the owner. Dealers will make certain guarantees about the car, but you'll pay less with owners.
Then you go around and test drive as many cars as you can manage. The car you thought you wanted, you might hate the feel of once you're in it, or maybe it's too roomy or too small. Figure out the specific cars and sellers you're after.
Step three: go in with an offer 20% less than their asking price. Haggle. Don't let them railroad you, because professional car-sellers absolutely will and they got plenty of tricks to do it with. Shop around, although you should have it narrowed down to a couple of options by the time you're done with step two. Play them against each other, even if you're bluffing. "Well, Sally over at Bill's said I could get it for this much." Continue until someone gives you a number you like on a car you like, then buy it. The rest is pretty simple.
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Hmm..okay. It sounds really complicated.
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Okay...I'm gonna run it all by you first before I do anything. Is that cool?
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[He fully trusts her ability to handle herself versus car salesmen, but he'll help prevent anyone from trying to steamroll her if she wants.]
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You're the best. ♥
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[Honestly, Boyd hadn't been expecting a present at all - much less a present from someone who essentially told him to fuck right back off to the holler the last they spoke - hence why there was an air of surprise in his voice as he holds one of the glasses in his hand.]
I take it you got them boots then.
[The cowboy boots had been Boyd's way of extending an olive branch after their Halloween scuffle, since it was partly (see: definitely) his fault for choosing the wrong way to say hello and deciding to antagonize him instead.]
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Couldn't exactly letcha hold anything over me, could I.
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No, I s'pose ya couldn't. Just like I don't s'pose it'd be an easy feat t' ask if ya wanna come over and break these glasses in with bourbon, huh?
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[On the other hand, he's not sure where his punching urges are gonna be in regards to Boyd.]
[Compromise. He knows a way to split the difference.]
You goin' to that New Year's Eve party?
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Well if that's the case, you might wanna get a haircut, cowboy. Startin' to look a bit like a sheepdog there.
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[Loooong pause. Long. Very long.]
Sorry for what I said to piss you off the other day.
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I wasn't pissed.
[Welp, that's basically an admission that he was hurt, not angry. That's not where he wants this to go.]
What I mean to say is thanks. It's all right.
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[It's a very generous offer, coming from Tim.]
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You offerin' to play queer therapist?
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[That was a psychology joke.]
Just. Since I've been there, y'know.
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[That was what Tim said that hurt. The poking at it. Maybe one day he'll have a sense of humor about it, but not today.]
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[He's Tim, he's basically a porcupine- he can't help but poke. But he'll try.]
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Thanks.
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( this is definitely a lead in to making him move furniture. )
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Not in the slightest. Why?
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What's up anyway? I saw you judging Valentine orgies, so I'm guessing not that.
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Pretty sure that is not in spirit of the holiday is all I'm saying. Why did you need broad shoulders?
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Isn't the spirit of the holiday pretty much guilt, shame and money?
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I think I'm feeling something, like an emotion maybe, wait a second
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Actually I completely panicked when Tink said it was coming up, I wasn't awake yet and I thought I was still in London and was going to have to get off my arse and find a date or something. You can't not have a date when all of your exes are going to be glossily photographed with their new piece.
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Then I'll consider myself fortunate not to be burdened with such enormities.
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Jasper needs to be shown up by someone with a double-barreled surname and a seat in the House of Lords if I really want him to chew his own liver until he dies thinking only about me.
Are you doing anything for Valentine's? This isn't a set up, I'm just nosy.
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Probably not. [Yes definitely.] We'll see. [He's going to the orgy, Ilde.]
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I'm thinking of taking my best friend's girlfriend out. He isn't a Valentine's guy and I think it'd be fun.
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That does sound like fun.
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Maybe not as much fun as an orgy. But I'm too picky for that nonsense.
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And you'd get offended at the mess.
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No are you going though? Because you have to tell me what it was like if you go.
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I promise to tell you if I go. [He's definitely going.]
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Excellent. In detail. Will make special occasion exception for nudes.
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Maybe I'll just fill out a full report.
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I would like all sexual partners graded out of 10.
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