For your perusal: Three Short Plays In Search of A Domain Sale
by gigadomains.
Possible Scenario 1. (An office building.)
Seller: (out of breath, carrying his suitcase, climbs stairs to the office Buyer says he works in. Knocks on office door.) Hello! Anyone there?
Buyer: (no answer, because he has never been in that office and does not, in fact, work there. Buyer is an insane stalker from eBay.)
Scenario 2. (Same office building.)
Seller: (out of breath, carrying his suitcase. Knocks on door of Buyer’s office.) Hello!
Buyer: Hi! Good to see you in person. Come on in.
Seller: Thank you. So do we have a deal? You are buying this domain for $50,000?
Buyer: Yes, absolutely! I simply do not trust brokers and online escrow services. I believe in looking in the other guy’s eye and being able to shake his hand. Here’s a check for $50,000.
Seller: Okay, I will sit down with my laptop here and transfer the name to you. Here is the Auth code.
Buyer: Wonderful. I have started the transfer. It will be done in a few days.
Seller: Okay, thanks. Now I must catch my plane home and deposit this check. Bye!
Buyer: Bye!
(Seller flies home, deposits the cashier’s check Buyer gave him. Two weeks later his bank informs him the check is a fake. Meanwhile, the domain has transferred to the Buyer.)
Scenario 3. (Same damn office building.)
Seller: (out of breath, carrying his suitcase. Knocks on office door of Buyer.) Hello!
Buyer: (peers around door, aiming barrel of gun at Seller) Who the hell is it!
Seller: Why, it’s me, Seller. You asked me to come here to buy my domain. Please don’t shoot!
Buyer: All right, come in. But let me frisk you for weapons first. Then you’d better put on the biohazard suit I have here for you. You could have Ebola or something, and probably do. Then you’ll have to step into my X-ray scanner here so I can see if you’re carrying anything dangerous not visible to the outside. Okay, put that suitcase in too.
Seller: I assure you I’m healthy, have no weapon or dangerous articles! I just want to make a sale!
Buyer: Sure. Sure. Okay, got an EPP code for me?
Seller: My payment first, please.
Buyer: Here. (Opens a briefcase full of cash to show him. The amount is correct. After a struggle, during which he bites Seller, he finally gives the money briefcase to Seller.)
Seller: Here is the EPP code.
Buyer: Okay, I’ve started transferring the name. Now get the hell out.
Seller: (grabbing briefcase full of money) Thanks for the sale! Goodbye!
(While at the airport boarding his flight home, Seller is grabbed and detained by authorities because the smell of the briefcase sets off a drug-alerting dog. Homeland Security confiscates the money, assuming it is gotten by nefarious means. They keep it for the next 3 years. Seller is released, but goes home poor. He has also developed an infection from the bite he sustained.)