Lowell visits the Cerulean City Bike Shop, to inquire about getting a bike. It is a small, quaint store, and he has seen it a few times before. He enters slowly, carefully stepping around the bike racks. "Hello?" He asks.

Somebody meets you at the door. "Huh? Why hello, have you come here for a bike?"

"Yes, please." Lowell says politely. "How much do they cost?"

"About, 1000 dollars for a new model." The man points to a brand new bike that's black with red streaks. "This guy right here can go up to 50 miles an hour if you petal hard enough."

"That sounds like a good deal." Lowell says. "Do you have that bike in a different color, maybe green or blue?"

"Hmm, we do have a blue version." The man draggs out a dark sea blue bike. "This is the only other color we got."

Lowell examines it carefully, making sure it is in good condition. "Looks good." Lowell says, taking a $1000 dollars from his pocket. "Costs a thousand, right?" He says as he holds out the money.

"Thank you very much, The bike is yours." You now have 45300 dollars left. The man hands you the nice bike and bids you farwell.

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