Board Thread:Non-TES Roleplaying/@comment-24685738-20160328225407/@comment-24736819-20160409171744

It had been a quiet morning at the Mr. Li's Pieces of The Past, something which Stark was already used to. Nowadays most people usually avoided such shops with the exception of those weird fake-glass wearers, which unfortunately, for Mr.Li, had no money to even buy the old books or LPs that they seemed to love so much.

Today was no different, a couple loudly discussed how expensive their favorite book was, even though they stated several times how rare it was. Mr. Li was a patient man, though and calmly explained to the couple how much trouble he had to acquire that rarity.

"I'm sorry, but I can't lower the price anymore. I already halved the original price and you still bargain...", Mr. Li lowered his head.

"Well, then I guess you'll be stuck with this book forever. Good. Bye.", the male part of the couple said, pulling his girlfriend towards the door. Mr. Li failed to notice how the man had not given the book back and was getting out with stealing in front of the Shop's owner.

As they approached the door, the girl let out a chuckle and whispered 'You're such a bad boy.' to get boyfriend. They both smiling while Mr. Li headed back to the cashier in a sad semblant.

"Excuse me, Mr. Bad Boy.", Stark called from behind the LPs stack he was rearranging.

The couple attempted to ignore the call and started to hurry towards the exit...but, unfortunately, for them, Stark was already pulling the man's shoulder before he could reach for the door knob.

"Since you're not buying it, you might as well return it.",he smiled, stretching out his hand.

The couple looked at each other before returning a fake-confused look to the handsome helper.

"Don't make me repeat, sir. I would hate to repeat myself.", his smile turned into a frown and the authoritative tone he used made the man quickly return the book and exit the shop pulling his girlfriend.

"Forgotten Archives? Bloody hipsters trying to steal a relic!", Stark read the cover, shook his head at the couple outside the shop and turned around to return the book to its rightful place.

Afterr a few moments, as he resumed his rearranging of the LPs, Mr. Li's voice could be heard.

"Why be that rude to the clients, Mr. Stark?", the old chinese man had a hard time saying Stark's surname, so he usually just used his first name.

"They were not clients, Mr. Li. They were bloody shoplifters.",and they will pay for that later.

"Still. They were potential future clients!", the man was awfully nice.

Stark simply shook his head, quickly retrieving the man's credit card from his pocket. The card which he stole.

"Serves you right, mr Shoplifter. Sweet colour of justice.", he whispered and smiled to himself before putting the card back into his pocket and resuming once again his rearranging of the LPs.