The Mystery Shopper Who Got Overlooked

Summary

I walked into the Marxell Motors showroom with my girlfriend, Fleur Harper, and got straight to the point: I wanted to look at the SX.

The salesman, Lenny Sloan, gave me a once-over, then acted like he hadn't heard a word. He pulled Fleur aside instead, all smiles.

"You've got a great eye," he told her. "People are lining up just to put a deposit down on this one."

I trailed along and cut in, frowning. "Can I take it for a test drive?"

He didn't even look up. "This one's sixty-eight grand out the door. You sure you want to try it?"

"I'm sure."