"What? Uncle, what dragon?!" Zuko's tone is harsh at first, surprised and confused, looking to the old man, but after a moment, the joke dawns on him, and his face falls flat. "...Oh."
He's gotten slightly better at catching jokes, but he's still slow on the uptake. The salesman seems amused.
"Well! I think this thing's kaput! Dragons can be tricky, it's true. We have a promotion going on for the new Pineapple ePhone 17! We even offer an extended payment plan for just—"
Zuko cuts the cheerful man's spiel off, shoving his own perfectly intact, non-burnt phone onto the counter. It's a cheap starter model they gave him when he arrived. A very basic, old smart phone. His voice is clipped when he interrupts the man mid-sentence, leaving the man looking flummoxed.
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He's gotten slightly better at catching jokes, but he's still slow on the uptake. The salesman seems amused.
"Well! I think this thing's kaput! Dragons can be tricky, it's true. We have a promotion going on for the new Pineapple ePhone 17! We even offer an extended payment plan for just—"
Zuko cuts the cheerful man's spiel off, shoving his own perfectly intact, non-burnt phone onto the counter. It's a cheap starter model they gave him when he arrived. A very basic, old smart phone. His voice is clipped when he interrupts the man mid-sentence, leaving the man looking flummoxed.
"We want one like this. ...Please."
See? He remembered his manners, Iroh.