Now dragons are not property nor are they under any legal or moral obligation to stick with one master or mistress.
Like many other dragons and dragoness's Coal was always switching to a new Master or Mistress
a sort of Butler/Chauffeur/Maid always on the hunt for a better human to work for.
In Coals case,like many other dragons the Holy Grail they were searching for was to lay their eyes on a Chronivac
which they knew existed because humans kept changing their own shape and the colour of the scales on their dragon servants.
Coal had thus gone through severral human cads who had promised
him and his dragon friends a peek at a Chronivac but never delivered on their promise.
So when it looked like cad number twenty,Max
was about to stiff him by passing off a ordinary Alphatech 15 netbook as a Chronivac
the angry dragon finally lost his cool and told the creep if he didn't show Coal the Real McCoy this smart drragon would see that Coals lawyer Miss Peluda sent incriminating bank records of Max's that Coal had sent her earlier got released to
Commissioner Rutherford.
"Twentry or Twenty five" snarled the dragon as he clicked his talons and began counting down
" six hundred and one ,six hundred ,five hundred and ninety nive ...."
Around the four hundred and thirteen mark Coal cooly picked up his dragon modified cellphone and began dialing ....