Idris palmed the money Miss Fairica offered to him, turning to the small register on the counter. Tony should've been doing this and not him. But no matter. Idris input the amount she had given him and after depositing it, handed back to her the change and receipt, counting the former out for her. Best to not make any miscalculations.
"...and eleven-fifty is your change. Here you go." And that was that, wasn't it? For now, at the very least. One side of his mouth quirked up in a half smile at the thought of the wires somehow not working. Oh, he was certain they would--unless the parts themselves were faulty, or if there was something entirely else wrong with her bike--but in any case, it might lead her back to Cairo Auto. They were having such a good time together, after all.
"Well, these should solve your problem, Miss Fairica. I certainly hope they do, anyway." He paused, letting the words linger on the tip of his tongue before continuing. "If you have any other concerns, feel free to give us a call or stop by; we're open every day but Sunday."