So much to do, so little to do it with. That was one of the things Winry Rockbell lamented over. Her tools never seemed to be in enough abundance or quality (at least in her opinion). In her view of things, to get better at her job required that her tools were better, which was something that required a large source of income.
Enter Edward Elric. Though not necessarily large height-wise, he was certainly a source of income.
"Winry, don't you have your own money to spend?"
Winry clutched the alchemist's wrist and dug her heels into the ground to slow down so she could gaze longingly at the various metal objects in a display window. "No... And besides, this is like paying me, so slow down so I can pick some out, Ed."
Ed pulled ahead, dragging the mechanic behind him as she struggled to stay by the display window. "No, I already got you stuff last time you were here. And why should I buy you something for you to chuck at me, anyway?" He was jerked to a halt as Winry pulled the opposite way. The glare on her face was so intense he immediately regretted the comment, though for his own sake and safety rather than her feelings.
"Why? Because if you don't I'll beat you with the ones I already have." She glared a bit more before dragging Ed back and into the store she had been gazing in.
When they left it was with a pleasantly heavy bag of expensively lovely tools she hadn't needed to pay for.
Four Brand New Tools