So my local dealer that I do my once-a-year service on my Solstice closed shop in January. I spoke to my Buick dealer, who also once was a Pontiac dealer, about servicing my coupe. "Do you have the pucks to raise the car correctly", yada, yada. So I drive it over. Some nice talk from the older man in front of me, and 2 techs stop what they're doing to give it a walk-around. All nice things. Then, someone pulls up behind me in a GMC, and almost falls getting out of his truck. Asks me a ton of questions, mentions how he and his brother collect certain vehicles, and asks out loud, in the middle of the service area, what I need for the car. "Not for sale... It's probably going to my little girl once she gets older", I said, and thanked him, turning to walk away. "40 thousand... cash." He said he would have a cashier's check in one hour. He was serious. I thanked him again, but no.