Volex nodded taking a small sparrow off of the shelf,<b>"I suppose I can arrange a demonstration..."</b>he said with a smile as he used his left hand to search his vest pockets before finding the one that contained the correct type of brass ring. After retrieving the ring he slid it into a small slot on the bird's back. With a very small -click- the innards of the bird began to whir. It's metal wings flexed slowly, stretching out and then folding back up at its sides. It's little eyes glowed yellow from the tint of the glass. It let out a metallic chirp, and hopped on Volex's open right hand.<br/><br/><b>"As you can see, it mimics its real life counterpart in many ways. Sustained flight it can't mimic however, based solely on its weight. Short flutters, and low glides yes, but it will never truly fly."</b>Volex cringed lightly as he said that last bit. He wanted so badly to build a bird that could actually fly. But the mechanics of it just never worked out. Among making the bird mimic its flesh and blood counterpart, making it look nice, and the methods of creating these creatures, it had never been figured out how to overcome the weight problem.<br/><br/>He pointed at the bird in her hands.<b>"That one would act exactly as this one would. But alas, none of my birds can ever fly."</b>Just than Volex's dog came around from under the counter, either unable to sleep or just not tired. It sat at Volex's side looking up at him expectantly. Volex looked down at him and shook his head shooing him back behind the counter. As the beagle trotted back behind the counter, his metal leg clinked softly against the wood of the floor.<b>"Sorry miss. Sometimes he wants a treat and I've got nothing to give to him....Now...would you be interested in purchasing one of these creatures of mine, or are you just on your way out?"</b><br/><br/>Volex felt guilty in a way. In a sense, he felt, he was trying to shoo the woman out. But he just didn't feel right with her in his shop. An extremely good opertunity it might have been for another man. But Volex wasn't that 'other man'. He was content where he was, and he was fine keeping his business where it was. Having her in his shop made him feel, a little on edge. And besides, if she truly did want a pet for herself, she could surely go to somewhere in the upper city. A goldsmith could plate any of the far more complex creatures in whatever metal she desired. Why spend her time here, where the best he could do was polished copper, bronze, and on occasion, Chrome.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>