[ stiles snorts, but leans over to look at marco's listings. annnnd they make zero sense to him, he's not a market guy. ]

I have some saved up too. [ a little while later, he's going to lose it all denting joker's shuttle. he nods at the microwave and mini-fridge suggestion and then hums. ]

I know a couple people, though. There's this chick York, works in a bar - maybe we could promise to pay her back. Or we could ask someone else.