"You..." Arastia's stern voice emerged from the commpad at Ria's ears. "What is the meaning of this? Why have you sent me a bill for ten million alliance credits???"
"It's the exo-Martial suits we bought," Ria spoke with an innocent tone of voice. "You said you would foot the bill."
"I was talking about reasonable standard gear, not extravagant gear that you two haven't earned yet." Her aunt's voice was strict.
"But aunty~~"
"Don't 'aunty' me, young woman. Go return those exo-Martial suits and buy something simpler."
"Ah, too late, we already walked out of the showroom and sent the bill to the Red Humanist Society."
"You can turn around."
"What?"
"I said, you can turn ar—"
"PSHHHHT—I can't hear you—PSHHHT!"
In the background, one could hear Runark laughing at her antics.
"OK, I'm entrusting you with the bill so we don't go to prison, aunty, bye!"
