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“Heya four-eyes! Haven’t seen you out here in a while. I've got some nice nicknacks in stock! wanna buy any?” Mike spouted towards Rikako.

“Depends, what are you selling exactly, Michael?” The scientist bit back.

“Just about anything, honestly. Cards, Lamp Oil, Expired Milk. If I can get my hands on it, it'll be sold here. Only rule is that All Sales Are Final.”

“Hmmm..” Rikako pondered for a few seconds. “Do you have anything with more offensive capabilities?”

Mike briefly flashed an expression of confusion before shifting back to her normal sly poker face and bending over to dig into one of her boxes. Guess she wasn’t expecting this kind of request.

“I do have this, but it’s gonna cost ‘ya a leg and an arm.” The cat pulled out a futuristic-esce blaster with the strange name tag sticker on it, containing the phrase “Level 10 Indivisible Particle Smasher”.

“I don’t usually carry this kind of heat on me, but this lad in particular was just too interesting to just shelf. Plus it’s Danmaku friendly! This is a retro-futuristic ray gun. Can only hold 4 bullets at a time, but makes up for it by not even needing to be physically reloaded. Just pull this handcrank on the side and it regenerates! Weird how somebody would just throw this away, it genuinely might be more high tech then any Gensokyo invention I’ve ever seen.”

(Well no wonder she was so hesitant to show me at first...) Rikako thought, this is some exquisite top of the shelf stuff. “How much for it?”

Oh, not much! Just 5 payments of $40.” Mike said.

“Ehh… how about 1 payment of $35?” Rikako responded.

“It’s 5 payments of $40. No ifs, ands or buts. And no rear ends, either!”

“Or 2 payments of $14?”

“WE’RE NOT HAGGLING! IT’S-”

“Would you like it if I chose 5 payments of $40?”

“ENOUGH!” Mike raged. “2 payments of $4, take it or leave it.”

“Okay, okay. You got me. I’ll pay the darn normal price.” Rikako said, handing over the 8 dollars.

“THANK YOU!” Mike sighed, relieved while opening the cash register. “Aaaaaand sold! Thank you, please consider coming again.”

“No problem! Good luck with your garage sale.” Rikako said, satisfied with her purchase.

“Heh, sucker.” Mike chuckled to herself as the scientist walked far enough away. Those 8 smackaroos were gonna feed her so well tonight.

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Wait a minute.