"Why does the Furra want everyone to have iPods?" Ed asked Al while they walked through meddowhall in Sheffield.
"I don't know brother. We'll have to ask Mustang what he showed him."
"Yeah, I suppose," Ed sighed.
After a few more minutes the brothers found the apple shop.
"Hello," Ed said, "We would like to buy all the iPods you have."
The small, blonde shop assistant turned round. Gasping she fainted.
"Well she was helpful." Ed whispered to Al.
"Is she okay?" Al asked looking at the girl on the floor.
"Yeah, she's fine Al."
Ed walked to the other side of the store and tapped a black haired boy on the shoulder.
"How can I help you sir," the man said turning to face Ed.
"Wow, cool suit dude!" he said looking at Al.
"Oh, thanks!"
Someone thought he was cool!
"Like I tried to explain to that girl," Ed explained, gesturing to the girl who was still spread out in the floor, "We would like to buy all the iPod touch's you have."
The man was very shocked. First by the girl sprawled across the floor, second by the request.
"Are you sure?" he asked doubtably
"Yep 100%!" Ed was getting impatient.
"What generation do you want?"
Ed didn't know how to answer that so he pulled out his own iPod.
"This one!"
"That's a fourth generation!" he said in disbelief, "They are really expensive!"
"Is this enough?" Ed asked reaching into his pocket and pulling out a brown envelope. He ripped it open and revealed hundreds of 5, 10 and 20 pound notes.
"Wow! You're loaded!" the assistant gasped.
"... Thank you?" Ed said a little confused.
"Let me go and see how many we have."
The man disappeared into the back of the shop.
"Al, why are all these people so... weird?"
Al scanned the room.
"I don't know brother." he said confidently.
"Me neither Al, me neither."
The man soon returned with another slightly taller, ginger man.
"These are all the iPods we have in at the moments."
Ed counted the pile.
"But there's only about 15! We need a lot more than that!"
"I'm sorry but that's the best we can do for the moment." the ginger man replied.
Ed sighed.
"I suppose it'll do for now. How much?"
"£3735 please."
Ed slapped the money on the counter and with his brothers help picked up the iPods and left.
