Appeal to the Third Box

As the bid rose, I turned my attention to the third balcony. {if biddersKnown==true}While I hated Sarumon for warping Garotinha into someone’s playing, at least I knew that the occupant was Julio Rosales, who I tentatively thought was part of Los Omega, given that they supposedly recruited ex-, or even current, military.{else}I couldn't make out anything about the box’ occupants through the heavy shadows.{endif} Still, I did my best to pose for the sick bastard bidding on me and promised myself that it was necessary.

{if ateSelena==true}The bidding rose surprisingly quickly, as it appeared several bidders competed. When it passed “seiscientos mil”, it came down to the last two bidders, yet it continued to rise until the excited voice of the auctioneer said “Vendido por novecientos setenta y cinco mil dólares.{else}The bidding rose at a steady pace, as it appeared several bidders competed. The feverish back and forth slowed, and I presumed that one of the concealed bidders backed out, when the auctioneer got to “trescientos cincuenta mil dólares”. Yet it seemed the last two bidders were willing to continue a little further, consulting with the auctioneer's announcement of, “Vendido por cuatrocientos veinticinco mil dólares.{endif} Esto concluye la subasta de esta noche. Gracias por su asistencia y sus compras estarán listas para el transporte como se mencionó previamente.”