"We are here, ma'am." The cab driver announced, stopping in front of the hotel she called for him. He got down from the driver's seat and went over to open the door for her. "Here you go, ma'am." He held the door open for her to come out.
"Oh, thank you very much." Eleanor felt very grateful that he could speak English. Otherwise, how would she have gotten back to the hotel? "How much would that be?" She asked, dipping her hand into her purse to bring some money out.
The driver called an amount that made her stop what she was doing and just kept looking at the man.
"Are… You sure you called… The right price? A hundred dollars for such a little distance?" She asked, uncertain.
"Yes, ma'am." The young man replied. He rested his back on the side of the car, waiting for his money.
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