Seeing that comment, Elaine promptly turned to Jacob, "Dear, I don't think they made it up. It says the antique was treated like a Renaissance forgery and sold for 300 thousand to the dealer, but it actually was medieval and sold first thing this morning."

Jacob's mind seemed to fade entirely in an instant, and he dropped his glass of champagne before he knew it, wetting his trousers.

Elaine quickly pulled out a towel to wipe it, exclaiming, "What's wrong?! Why did you wet your pants?!"

Then,