Rohan who lives in Houston gets a call from his friend Ahmed while waiting outside a Pawnshop.

Rohan: Hi! been long huh. I lost track of the time we talked last time.

Ahmed: Oh yeah. Been long. By the way, you were doing something? did I interrupt in between?

Rohan: Oh no-no. I was standing outside a Pawn Shop, got here quite early so waiting for the owner to open it.

Ahmed: Oh nice,....wait what? you were waiting outside which shop?

Rohan: A Pawnshop. There are tons of them around here.

Ahmed: Woah. I had no idea your society was so developed to have a store for them.

Rohan: Huh? what are you talking about?

Ahmed: Yeah. Here our government banned it on the internet but good for you huh. You have a shop for it and that also tons of them around. But won't your mom say anything?

Rohan: Mom? But why will she? and banned on inter......shit Ahmed. It's a Pawn Shop, not Porn Shop. It's a Pawnshop with a P and A....and W.

Ahmed: They are not the same?

Rohan: There is a difference of Hell and Heaven between them. We sell antique things here.

Ahmed: Oh. But still who would name their shop with something which would rhyme with a opposite thing. For a sec I was swearing on you to live in such a forward society.

Rohan: Na Na. It's just a place where we can sell antique things and if it's good enough we can earn a lot of money for it.

Ahmed: Ah huh. Sounds similar, tell me if they deal in steel and paper?

Rohan: Yeah if they are antique and valuable why not.

Ahmed: Then it seems like one of your "Pawnshop" owners went right from my house. Just the difference is he rides a cycle than having a shop here. And yeah they are tons of them here too.

Rohan: Oh yeah now I remember why we never talked much before.

Ahmed: Why is it?

Rohan: Because you had such a great IQ level.

Cuts the call**