Sura stood out in the plains, wondering if the buyer would actually show up. After roughly 30 minutes of boring waiting, he finally shows his face.
"Do you have it?" he asked.
"Certainly, my good friend. Do you have the money?" asks Sura. The other man nods, and Sura takes this time to get out a small brown coinpurse. He tips it over, and out slides a small jewel. Even in the darkness of night, it seems to glow green. "A very beautiful piece, I shall hate to see it go," he murmurs, remorsefully.
"Just hand it over," the buyer says, now impatient of this slow speaking merchant.
"I wonder why people buy jewels. It's of no practical use, but all civilizations know of it's value."
"Just give it!"
Sura raises both eyebrows, and hands over the jewel. The buyer passes a bag of coins to him.