I leaned back, exhaling hard. "Great. You didn't know you were supposed to fill the truck's fuel tank, and now it's empty. We are stuck in the middle of nowhere."
For a second, silence filled the car, then Okada suddenly straightened a little, like a switch had flipped."Hold on," he said, voice lighter now, almost annoyingly calm. "Let's bet on something."
I turned slowly to look at him. "What now?"
"100 dollars,"
I squinted. "Bet on what exactly? The fact you forgot to fill the fuel tank, or the fact you might've driven past our destination twice?"
Okada finally looked at me properly now, and I swear he looked insulted by my lack of faith.
"I bet 100 dollars," he said confidently, tapping the steering wheel once, "that we are at our location."
I blinked."…You're betting money on being right while we're literally stranded on the road?"
He nodded once. "Yes."
