"You got anything silent but deadly? Easily concealable, and maybe something that isn't too expensive.. I'm on a budget.. somewhat."
Leaning back on two steady stool legs, a young women with crossed arms opened her eyes to the sound of steps entering her shop. Thump the two remaining legs hit the wood floor as she sat forward, blue hues staring at the stranger. “What gun isn’t deadly?” She asked in a joking manner before pointing over to the middle of the display counter. “I have a few, the best being a nighthawk custom aac recon 1911 45 acp- Though that’ll coast you a pretty penny. But the rest I have aren’t to bad price wise take as much time as you want looking at’em.”
A few nimble fingers tapped on the underside of the wooden circle, a few of them covered with a few band-aids. “Actually you might like the Kimber Custom TLE/ RL II (TFS) I have-” Connie stood up making her way over to the display and pointed to the left side, upper row. “I just referbished this girl last week, all new parts and I’m welling to be a bit flexable on the price.” The shop owner offered a friendly smile to the young costumer, it was nice seeing someone other then airheaded thugs come in.
