Malaysian Bargaining

I was walking around KL last night in search of some food and I came across this Infian guy selling wallets. I haven't had the chance to really hear these hawk stalls trying to get my money so I decided to give it a shot. First off, he was very kind and telling me what he had. Then I asked how much, but he wouldn't tell me. He showed me the fake Louis Vuitton to prove how real the real LV was. "Smell. See ... Real leather." He even put up a flame next to the "real" one to show me it was real. I kept telling him that I was hungry and that I was going to go eat. He said, "I'm hungry too. You buy wallet and I go eat. You are from America, this price is nothing for you eh? Master! Master, what do say? I give you best price." He eventually went from about $50 to $8, but I can't eat a wallet so I left and got a black pepper sausage from the Chinese lady.

Walking down the streets of Kuala Lumpur, there are so many people trying to get you to buy stuff ... wallets, sunglasses, massages, "massages," taxi rides, durian. It's overwhelming and I'd rather buy a black pepper sausage bun from the very slow Chinese Malay lady who doesn't hassle me. I have to find some T-shirts for Kaho and Shoutarou so I'll see what I can do with my haggling.