exorbitant

My jaw dropped when I saw the bill. For just two coffees and a small pastry, the price was truly exorbitant. It felt like they were trying to rob me blind.

The single glow-worm, usually a cheap snack for the Night Cricket, was selling for an exorbitant price. He couldn't afford it. His tiny stomach growled, a sad, empty rumble. This single light was now a luxury he just couldn't reach.

The ancient, moss-covered alien artifact was supposed to be a bargain, but the seller demanded an exorbitant amount of glimmering moon-crystals. My jaw dropped. That was far too much, more than I could ever afford for a slightly chipped piece of star-rock.

My pet unicorn's demands were getting out of hand. She insisted on diamond-studded oats and a solid gold stable, an *exorbitant* price for something a horse could just eat from a bucket. I told her she was being ridiculous, but she just blinked her sparkly eyes at me.

My pet rock, Bartholomew, demanded an exorbitant amount of sparkly glitter for his birthday party. He insisted on a custom-made tiara crafted from pure unicorn tears, which, frankly, seemed a bit much for a pile of pebbles who enjoys staring at the wall.

He stared at the bill, his jaw dropping. The repairs had cost him an exorbitant amount, far more than he'd ever imagined, leaving him with barely enough for rent.

The artisan carved miniature bioluminescent fungi from rare lunar dust, a hobby so niche its materials fetched an exorbitant price. She sighed, knowing her latest creation, though beautiful, would cost a month's rent just to acquire the shimmering spores needed.

The tiny artisan teacup, etched with a single, wobbly hummingbird, cost $500. Fifty hundred dollars. My jaw dropped. The shopkeeper just shrugged, "Hand-painted by Bartholomew. His prices are, well, exorbitant." I’d never seen such a small pot command such a ridiculous sum.

My landlord's request for a rent increase was absolutely exorbitant. He wants an extra thousand dollars a month, which is about as reasonable as a squirrel demanding a tiny top hat and a monocle. My wallet is weeping.

My pet rock, Dwayne, demanded an *exorbitant* amount of artisanal, locally-sourced gravel for his birthday. I swear, he looked at me with those blank pebble eyes, expecting me to fork over enough to buy a small island. Honestly, the price of top-tier sedimentary for a mineral companion is outrageous!

She stared at the bill, a sigh escaping her lips. The repair shop had quoted an exorbitant price for a simple oil change. It felt like they were trying to profit unfairly from her car trouble.

The ancient alchemist sighed, staring at the tiny vial. Finding dragon scale dust was already difficult, but the merchant's asking price was simply exorbitant. He'd mortgaged his research tower just for this one ingredient.

The repair estimate for the antique chronometer was simply too much. He stared at the figure, a knot forming in his stomach. To spend that much on restoring a single cog felt truly exorbitant, far beyond any reasonable expectation for such a tiny component.

My neighbor's pet parrot demanded an exorbitant price for his secrets, demanding a diamond-encrusted cracker and a tiny monocle. When I suggested a regular sunflower seed, he squawked indignantly, clearly believing his gossip was worth a king's ransom. I decided my curiosity wasn't that robust.

Bartholomew the badger’s decision to charge three acorns for a single sigh of existential dread struck many as quite exorbitant. While some appreciated his dramatic flair, the prevailing sentiment was that his emotional toll booth was fleecing the forest folk, demanding a truly ludicrous price for fleeting melancholy.

She stared at the bill, aghast. The repair shop’s quote for a simple oil change was simply exorbitant, far beyond anything she could have conceivably budgeted. It felt like a blatant attempt to fleece her, leaving her with a profound sense of indignation.

The alchemist stared at the minuscule vial of solidified moonlight. Its shimmer promised unparalleled transmutation properties, but the merchant's price was simply exorbitant. He'd meticulously scrimped and saved for years, selling off his astrolabes and arcane texts, yet this single component still demanded a king's ransom, a truly unacceptable cost for even his most audacious experiment.

The archaic automaton's repair cost was simply exorbitant. After meticulously cataloging the intricate cogwork and corroded chronometers, the artificer presented a bill that dwarfed the automaton's intrinsic value, leaving its owner in a state of abject consternation.

My neighbor, a notorious gourmand, insisted his single, artisanal truffle mushroom was worth an exorbitant sum, enough to procure a fleet of hovercraft. When I balked at the ludicrous price, he sniffed, "My dear fellow, this fungoid is not merely sustenance; it's an ephemeral epiphany!"

The artisanal kelp crisp, hand-harvested from abyssal trenches and infused with bioluminescent plankton, commanded an exorbitant price tag. Clearly, the purveyors believed their mollusk-powered catering service deserved remuneration befitting a monarch, not a gaggle of perpetually peckish gastropods.