Bernard said to Trevor, "This is Grant. His father owns Ensfield Hotel in this city. If it weren't for him, you wouldn't be able to gain entrance to this club. Grant looked at Trevor up and down and asked, "Who's this?". "Trevor Sanderson, the poor guy who found his girlfriend making out with Dennis. "Oh, that's you? I've heard a lot about you, man," Grant sneered and then burst into laughter. "What's that supposed to mean?". Trevor asked, clenching his fists. He was getting a little tired of tolerating their implied insults

Grant was about to m ock Trevor more, but Bessie stopped him. "That's enough. A re you going to s nipe at each other . , but it was only six bott les of water. He could a fford thos e for sure. "Sir, it's one thousand and two hu ndred dollars in total. Would you like to pay by a card or by cash?" . The attendant took six bottle s of water out of the freezer and set them on the counter. Trevor could n ot believe what he just heard

How could a bottl e of water cost tw o hundred dollars? . That was mo re expensiv e than oil. No wonder Grant a sked him to buy w ater for everyone. Seeing the surprised lo ok on Trevor's face, Be ssie felt sorry for him. She stepped forward and decided to deal with the situation. "Don't worry about it, Trevor. I'll pay for the water