stories that I made/generated in Talk to Transformer

Fabric Van.

She entered the van filled with fabrics. "Is there a variety of hand soaps?" She asked in her coy voice.

I was about to dismiss the apparent flimflammer, but when she used the van as a washroom, I started to listen. The other lady appeared to be having trouble. "Yes, I thought you'd ask that... there's, um, some hard-to-find brands of handsoaps in the back. And condoms. Yes, that's right," She continued in her deadpan.

I waited for her to pause, but there was no pause in her voice. "And just I case... are you still willing to pay for the whole thing? The whole van? In one go?