Getting help

The first thing you need to do is restore the website, which is a challenge for you. Even with your magic rings, you're still not an expert with computers. Margot suggests going online to the dark web to find a hacker who might be able to help at a price, but you're not warm to the idea. You've heard and read too many stories to know that those people online can be sketchy and unreliable. No, you wanted someone you can trust.

That's when you remember one of your friends from college, Dominic Dexter, or Dom. He was a jack of all trades, studying to become a documentary producer, while also on the college rowing team. In addition, he was also a secret nerd who spent hours on video games and programming. You hadn't known about that, until one day you found out that he had been expelled from college for hacking the school's systems to change his grades. He had nearly gotten away with it, if he hadn't been greedy and made himself top of the class, incurring the wrath of Betty Morse, who came in second after the altered results. She wasn't happy and suspected Dom had cheated, and even raised it with her father, who coincidentally used for the NSA. Not long after, Dom was found out and expelled. The last you heard, he had founded some startup company and was famous within the hacking community.

So, you decide to call Dom.

"Hello?" Dom answers.

"Dom? Hey, it's John."

"Who?"

"John Colins. From college?"

You can tell he's trying to remember who you are. "Oh! Shit, man! You're the mayor now! Good to hear from you! What's up man?"

"Good to hear your voice too. Listen, I know we haven't been in touch in a while, but I have a little bit of a problem on my hands and I could sure use your help."

"Sure thing, bro. What is it?"

"Well... it's a long story, but I have this website, and hold on, Dom, I need you to keep this between you and me, okay?" You almost forget that Dom is not under your control and doesn't know about your powers.

"Absolutely. Hacker's honor."

"So I have this website, and it was hacked."

"And you need help getting it back up? Easy peasy. Who did it? Some random punks?"

"Uh... the Chinese government."

"Haha. Sure. Give me the website," Dom says dismissively, not taking you seriously. You tell him the website and you can hear his fingers typing and then pausing. "Wait, you own this website?" he asks incredulously.

"Yeah. Have you heard about it?"

"Have I heard about it?! Dude, it's all the buzz right now! I even bid on Kaley Cucuo last weekend, but I lost. Damn, those snippets looked hot. How do you do it? How do you get the actresses to do the stuff? You paying them?"

"I can't tell you. Can you help?"

Dom doesn't respond as you hear furious typing in the background. A few minutes go by before Dom speaks again. "Done. I added some extra protections so that the Chinese or anybody else can't bring your website down."

You have the phone on speaker and Margot refreshes the page. As Dom said, the website is indeed back up. "Awesome," you say, "What do I owe you?"

"Nothing, bro. You were one of the few who would still speak to me after I was expelled. We're good."

You're about to thank Dom for his help and hang up, when you think of a way to express your gratitude.

"Hold on, what's your address?" you ask.

"Why?"

"Just tell me. And when you'll be home. It's a surprise."

Dom is intrigued and he gives you his address before telling you he'll be home soon. After that, you thank him and tell him to look out for a gift later that day, and that you'll be in touch soon.

"What's that about?" Margot asks.

"Oh, just a little something for his troubles later. I'll take care of it later. Now, let's handle business first. Look up who the last highest bidder was."

Margot shrugs off the thing with Dom, knowing you'll let her know later, and checks the website for the bids. The bid had stopped about 4 hours ago, when the Chinese government had crashed the website, but luckily there was enough time for a lot of people to throw their hats into the ring. As you suspected, the final highest bid is only $1.7 million, lower than what Kaley Cucuo went for, and for 3 for 1, a much lower return. Nonetheless, you accept the setback and you're determined to follow through and show people that the website is back to normal business, so Margot emails the presumptive winner to let them know they won. As you wait for a reply, you go make some sandwiches for you and Margot, while the Australian wakes the 3 models and gets them to put on the lingerie you got for them. When you return to the den with food, all 3 are only in their lacy underwear and dolled up, just like in the picture on the auction website.