Shopkeep lifted an eyebrow at this offer. He looked up at Link and tilted his head in consideration. “Bargaining huh?” A short pudgy finger lifted to the gnome-like Kokiri’s chin, tapping in thought. His eyes then lingered over to the bit of orange hair that belonged to the triplet barely visible over the counter from his angle. An eerie grin appeared on his mouth.<br/><br/>“Truth be told, as annoying as it is, this isn’t the first time that moss-bucket stole my stool. If you happen to find and return it to me, I’ll give you the sword and shield for half off. Don’t worry about the black-eye.” He’d wave off that bonus, “I know you’re close with Saria. I don’t want you to do something that would jeopardize that friendship. The longer you stay friends with her, the more miffed Mido stays.” He almost cackled at all the memories of seeing that guy get so red in the face whenever he sees Link and Saria hanging out without him. “If he’s gonna make us little guys suffer, then he can suffer, too.”<br/><br/>“However, if 200 rupees is still a bit too rich for your blood, I do have another offer in mind.” Shopkeep reached up and grabbed the collar of Link’s tunic, pulling him even closer so that he could whisper straight into the taller Kokiri’s ear. “I will<i>give</i>you the set, free of charge, no strings attached…<i>if</i>….you can persuade the triplets to agree to meet me in the back of the shop and take part in a little., mmmm, activity of sorts…if you catch my drift.” He pulled his face away to give Link a sleazy smile and waggle of his eyebrows. “Being short means always getting the short end of the stick…even if the<i>stick</i>isn’t actually all that<i>short</i>. You get me? Help a fellow Kokiri out, and I’ll help you. How’s about it?”