It was a vary dark n' stormy night. A man wearing a purple uniform and backpack was walking. IT WAS THE HAPPY MASK SALES MAN! The guy was walking around when he saw another sales man/woman (gender equality). The guy was not happy but sad. Link was visiting another sales man. Then HMS had a wonderful idea, an awful idea. HMS had a wonderful awful idea. He walked up to the shop. He sat down at a random chair and said "You've met with a terrible fate, Haven't you?" The other sales man looked at this I.M.Meen ripoff. "Can I help you?" He said with interestings. "Just wondered what you're selling." He sad. "Oh...Lump oil, rope, bombs. It's your's my friend, as long as you have enough robies."