Utterly Mad

The shopkeeper picks up the old bit of plastic. "Hrm... I may have something for this... let me check." The man ducks under the counter, rifling through some old junk. "No.. no.... no.. ah! Here it is." He stands back up with a old card reader in his hand, he blows on it sending a huge cloud of dust Duncan's way. The storeowner wafts the dust away, "Sorry about that, but lets see if it even works." He grabs you card and swipes it real quick. The machine lets out a harsh beep, he swipes it once more and it seems to accept it. "Things old, dust might've messed it up...", he waves your card around chuckling. The machine boops and displays a message, "WE DON'T TAKE AMERICAN EXPRESSWAY!". "Whelp seems like the machine has gone Red, sorry about that. Even then I need cold hard cash my friend."