Breaking The Bank

'Hurry up will ya? It's gonna close soon!'
'I'm going as quick as I can here, dude! This machine's like, slow or something.'

On cue, it spat my card out for a third time.

INCORRECT ACTION. PLEASE REMOVE CARD

'Damnit!' I groaned, snatching my card and popping it back in.
'We're only got like fifteen minutes, man. I don't wanna be rushing around when we're in there. That's gonna be extra suspicious!'
'The store is only a block away. You sure this is gonna work anyway?'
'Hundred percent, man. Chuckles got these straight from a guy he knows in Chinatown. I just scanned our yearbook photos in and bam! Same birthdays, just legal years of birth.'

IMPROPER PIN. PLEASE TRY AGAIN

'Ugh come on!'
'Just like use another machine, man! Tick tock, tick tock!'

I glanced around, seeing only two other options. One was out of order and the other was taken by a guy and a girl eating gyros and giggling awkwardly. Besides, I'd come this far.

INSUFFICIENT FUNDS. PLEASE REMOVE CARD

'What the actual fu... oh I hit my Saving's Account by accident. Whoops.'
'Dude! I'm gonna go there and buy the stuff myself. Just wait for me here.'
'Yeah right!' I laughed. 'One glance from the cashier and you'll fold instantly. You need me behind you at least for moral support, keep you relaxed while I look cool.'
'If you don't hurry up withdrawing your damn money it's not gonna like, matter either way!'
'Keep your pants on. I think I finally got this. A little patience with a machine and it always pays off...'

INCORRECT ACTION. PLEASE REMOVE CARD

'Damnit damnit!'