"You asked for a solution to a broken cart. Rope was just your guess," Elara replied. "A good shopkeeper sells what you need, not what you ask for."
One rainy afternoon, a young man named Leo burst in. His clothes were torn, and his face was red with frustration. "Give me your strongest rope!" he demanded, slamming a few coins on the counter.
"Rope will only delay the break," Elara said gently. "It won't fix it."
"But I asked for rope," Leo stammered.