The hum of the bus engine sets a rhythm as the teens' hearts race with excitement and fear. The blonde's hand trembles as she clutches the envelope, her knuckles white. The driver's eyes meet hers in the rearview mirror, a silent acknowledgment passing between them. She blushes, her friends giggling nervously. As the bus stops at a red light, the driver turns around, his gaze sweeping over the group. "You know," he says, his voice low and gruff, "there's a price for everything on this bus." The teens exchange glances, their eyes wide with anticipation, as the driver leans back in his seat, awaiting their response.