The scene: Shannon wanders into an achingly cool, grungy music shop, full of guys with tight pants, tattoos, and long hair. Shannon is wearing what could only be described as ‘business-casual office wear. She is completely out of place.
Grungy Rocker: Hello. You look lost.
Shannon: Yes I do. I am looking for accessories.
Grungy Rocker: Ah…
Shannon: My Dad has this awesome ukulele, and I was hoping to get him some picks or something…
Grungy Rocker: Oh accessories. Right. For a second I thought you were wanting handbags and shoes.
Shannon: You sell those?
Grungy Rocker: … No…
Random Customer: *Snort of laughter*
Grungy Rocker shows Shannon a selection of guitar and ukelele picks, and tells her all about how ukulele’s actually sound better if you use rubber picks on them. It seems that he has correctly identified that Shannon has NO IDEA about anything music related.
Shannon: Alrighty… Um, I was kind of looking for something with skulls on it though.
Grungy Rocker: Skulls… On a ukulele pick?
Shannon: Or flames.
Grungy Rocker: They really only come in white.
Shannon: Do you have anything else a little more… Badass?
Grungy Rocker: We have some guitar straps, but they don’t really work with ukulele’s…
Shannon: Oh… Well I guess I’ll just take a couple of white picks. I’ll bet I can draw some skulls on them.
Grungy Rocker, his co-workers, and two customers, who have gathered at the counter to watch: *confusion*