Bryn didn't bother. He simply poured himself another drink and leaned against the couch, sipping leisurely. "Your machine must be faulty. Change it and swipe it again."
The manager wasn't ready to believe it. However, given the confidence with which the lad spoke, he wavered. Gesturing to a staff on the side, he asked him to bring another card machine.
And soon, the staff brought another machine.
The manager tried swiping the card again. But once again the same thing was notified. "Sir, it's showing the same. Your card is getting denied for insufficient balance."
"And I told you, your machine is faulty. Get the right one." Bryn's words were dripping with arrogance.
"Sir, I fear that the machine is right. There is something wrong with your card," the manager said, already losing his patience. "It would be better if you change the mode of payment or switch to some different card."
