"Shopkeeper, do you have socks?" a thin Monk asked as he walked into the store.
He was wrapped in a strong scent of sandalwood, his right hand playing with Buddha Beads, while his left hand reached towards the shopkeeper's chest.
The shopkeeper slapped his hand away, "No! Get out!"
The Monk wasn't annoyed and poked his head curiously into the back of the room, "I just saw a pretty girl enter your shop. Where did she go?"
"Are you crazy for women or what? What pretty girl?"
The Monk, grinning cheekily, walked towards the changing room, "How can there be none? I clearly saw her come in."
The shopkeeper rushed over, grabbed the Monk's clothes, and pushed him out, "Get out quickly! Otherwise, I'll scream!"
Clinging to a pillar, the Monk laughed, "Dare you scream? Tempting a monk can get you paraded through the streets."
The shopkeeper retorted, "A monk who breaks his vows can get beaten to death with sticks!"
