"We are looking for somewhere to stay the night. Do you know some place around here?" Joseph asked the lady at the antique store.

"Umm... There is one half a mile from here," The lady answered before her eyes noticed the white sphere Joseph carried with him. "What is that?"

"Ah, it's nothing. It is just a ball," Joseph answered.

"Why are you carrying it around?"

"I just carry it around. It is important to me."

At this, the woman had a con grin on her face. "Why don't you sell it to me? I can pay you handsomely." While she talked, she came too close to him which made him feel a bit uncomfortable.

"Oye, this lady is hot, isn't she?" Mogu spoke.

"Shut up, you pervert ball!" Joseph reacted. The woman thought he said something to her.

"Did you just call me a pervert?" She frowned. "You rude piece of shit."

Joseph denied awkwardly. "Ah, no, no. I was not talking to you."

"Then who were you talking to?"

It was impossible for him to explain her that he was talking to the white ball. "I was just talking to myself." The woman glared at him and he felt more and more awkward.

"Oye, tell her to rub your ball. Tell her it feels good," Mogu spoke again.

"Like hell I am saying something like that!" He shouted at the ball.

"Don't get angry. You always get the wrong idea. I am talking about myself."

Joseph knew the woman thought of him as some mentally retarded person. He thanked her and left before she tried to con him again.