Today I walk in the usual place where I board the slow moving train. Then, I saw a nice collection of clock, the type of clock like the alarm clock. After looking around, I found one that I like. So I want to ask question about the price.

But, there is already a price tag there. Still, I ask the seller (a boy, I supposed son of the stall keeper) the price hoping to get a lower price. The price tag was written in Arabic and I understand Arabic numbers. However, the boy give out the price which is higher than the stated price.

So I scream as loud as I can, saying it is written 25, why you said 35? What are you??

Then suddenly the father came and they both horrified with my voice. Then the father give me a lower that stated price.

After that, my dream switch place to the House MD scene. It is about Dr House who is old and ill, but stubborn as ever. The rest they said was as usual