13-year-old, has a few pancakes

Many years ago, at a drinking party, amidst swirling smoke, a well-made-up 'rich woman' with bright red nails leaned in close and whispered mysteriously, 'Buy Bitcoin now, and in ten years, you'll be the richest in your area!' Amid the crisp sound of clinking glasses, her finger, painted with bright red nail polish, held a slender cigarette, and through the swirling smoke, her gaze was sharp as a blade, as if cutting through the future's wealth map. At that time, I thought it was just a sales pitch and laughed it off. Little did I know, this would become the first mark of Bitcoin on my cognitive map—the irony is that her casually thrown prediction was eventually tempered into real gold by time.