"Luckily you came in when we had a sale on the Classic section. Originally it's 10 plus tax, but because of the sale its 6 plus tax." Just as that last sentence left his mouth and he walked over to the register, the door chimed again as a man who looked like he was in his 30's walked in. He looked like he would fit in perfectly with a mosh pit at a punk concert, even with the shaven head and pointed goatee.He walked over to the front counter and looked at the special order slip that Tychus had made earlier. "I'm back, hope the shop isn't in ruins. Also, we got a midnight release the day after tomorrow. That band you like, the one whose name is based on the directors of some murdering clown movie, that one." Tychus looked at him and smiled from ear to ear. "Hey dad, I wasn't expecting you back so soon." He looked back at Sakura. "But yeah that's the price, and yes please tell your friend. It would be nice to get some local flavor in the shop if they want to sell their albums here."