Buying a Camera

I moved all of my shopping bags to one side so I could take a closer look at the cameras in front of me. I picked one up and curiously began pressing buttons. I pick another in the other hand and began trying to compare them, trying to figure out which my boyfriend would like better.

A man with a little blue nametag that read "Joe" walked over slowly, stopping just short of the camera section and began straightening a pile of battery boxes. He paused and looked over, falsely surprised, as if he'd only just seen me. "Can I help you?" he asked, nonchalantly. I silently considered his question, pretending to weigh both cameras in my hands. "Yes," I said after a moment. "I'm looking for a camera." Joe raised his eyebrows. "Well," he began, moving over to block my way to the rest of the cameras. "What exactly are you looking for in a camera?" He took the models out of my hands, gently placing them back in their original spots. "Umm..." I began uncomfortably. "Something nice, fairly easy to use..." I trailed off. "Well, I would recommend this one." He picked up a bright pink camera. A smirk began to surface on my face. Joe noticed and the ends of his mouth turned down slightly. "Not what you're looking for?" He asked stiffly. I wanted to laugh at his too-serious face, but instead I contained myself and said lightly, "Oh, I just don't think pink is my boyfriend's color." His face pulled into a tight grimmace. "I see. Well, this is the best camera in the store for a reasonable price." He resignedly picked up a slim-looking sliver camera. I took it from his hand and looked it over for a moment. "I'll take it," I said, decidedly.