The shopkeepers are just looking at each other wildly confused. What's... happening...?
"Um— I think there's been some misunderstanding... Are you talking about your gold...?"
"Yes, the gold, the money, what else!" Zuko retorts, barely containing a groan.
Meantime, the employee who'd not spoken yet can barely contain a smirk and a snicker, suddenly realizing what the problem is here. The helpful man just shoots his coworker a scolding look, then turns to the fancy hi-tech computer at their counter.
"...Since we can't get the SIM card out, we can still trace your account other ways to set you up a new one in your new phone. What's the username?" the man says, clicking away at the large touchscreen, ready to search.
Zuko turns to Iroh with a flat yet expectant look, like okay, here's your first test.
idk how avalon technology works, im fuckin making this up as we go along lol...
"Um— I think there's been some misunderstanding... Are you talking about your gold...?"
"Yes, the gold, the money, what else!" Zuko retorts, barely containing a groan.
Meantime, the employee who'd not spoken yet can barely contain a smirk and a snicker, suddenly realizing what the problem is here. The helpful man just shoots his coworker a scolding look, then turns to the fancy hi-tech computer at their counter.
"...Since we can't get the SIM card out, we can still trace your account other ways to set you up a new one in your new phone. What's the username?" the man says, clicking away at the large touchscreen, ready to search.
Zuko turns to Iroh with a flat yet expectant look, like okay, here's your first test.