- Have you got any cigarettes?
- Yes, what kind do you want?
- Oh, Turkish ones please. - Here you are, sir.
- Thank you. How much is that? Fifty pence, please.
- Mother: - My son's a doctor of philosophy.
- Neighbour: - Oh good. What kind of illness is "philosophy"?
- A bargain
- Do you want a carpet, sir? Here are some beautiful carpets.
- How much is that little one?
- It is a real Oriental carpet sir. It is magnificent. It costs fifty pounds.
- Ridiculous! That's much too dear.
- Well, make me on offer.
- Fifty pence; and not one penny more.
- What? Fifty pence for this real Turkish carpet? Well, take is sir, it's yours.