A LARPer looking for a costume.

I looked at my costume in the thrift store's mirror. The cape and golden crown gave off exactly the vibe I was looking for. As I walked out of the store and I asked the clerk how much, the old man gave me an incredulous look. "For you. Free of charge." Not wanting to look a gift horse in the mouth. I thanked the man and walked out of the store still wearing the crown on my head even as I rolled up the cape and put it in my backpack. "Have a good day, your Majesty." The old man said as he gave me a mischievous grin. To this day I do not know if the old man knew about the crown's power or if he was as ignorant as I was at the treasure laying about amongst the cheap knick knacks and whatnots.
I saw the way that people were looking at me. At first I just figured that it was me drawing attention with my outlandishness. But when I tried to hail down a taxi, three cars pulled up to the curve and their drivers all piled out and started offering to give me a ride. "Please, your Majesty. Allow me the honor of driving you to your destination." The first person said.
"Ha, like He would choose you. His Majesty has much better taste than that. I promise you, my ride is the most luxurious of SUVs. Your Majesty will feel most at ease with me as your driver." The second driver said
"Ease, maybe, but enjoyment? Majesty, allow me to not only offer you a ride, but the services of my wife. She will be more than happy to entertain you while your humble servant drives you wherever you want to go." The third driver offered
"That dried up old whore." The first driver exclaimed gesturing to a smoking hot MILF sitting in the Mercedes-Benz. "His Majesty would doubtlessly prefer more supple flesh. Your Majesty, my daughter is eighteen and has never had a boyfriend. She is pure and yours for the taking."
The second man looked flustered before laughing out loud. "You think his Majesty is interested in your cheap sluts. His Majesty is his own man. In fact. I bet his Majesty probably prefers to drive himself." The man with the large Porsche SUV held out his keys. "Here Majesty, accept my car as a gift."

You might be thinking that this all had me shocked, and you would be right. "are you all for real?" I asked them incredulously.
"""Of Course, Your Majesty.""" They said in a semblance of unison. I touched the crown sitting snugly on my head. It felt warm and it felt like it fit me perfectly.
"Okay..." I looked at the sexy MILF, the hot Catholic schoolgirl, and the hundred thousand dollar SUV.

(What does our new monarch choose for his ride? place your vote in the comments)
A: MILF in a Mercedes.
B: Teen in a Toyota.
C: A 2023 Porsche Cayenne Turbo.