Tako-yaki

I'm sitting at my computer making up false blog entries for the last week. My mother-in-law comes in and asks, "Will you eat later?"
"Yes." I reply.

I go out to buy tako-yaki and cheese for my wife. The sky is blue and there is a nice refreshing wind. Mok-dong is full of foreigners today. I greet them all. They look lonely.

At the tako-yaki counter, I get the lady's attention, and she shows me four fingers, saying "four."
Me: Four what?
Lady: Four thousand won.
Me: For a tako-yaki and a konomi-yaki? I'll take it.
Lady: No, for a tako-yaki.
Me: I'll have one tako-yaki and one konomi-yaki, please.
Lady: That'll be 11000 won.
Me: Isn't the konomi-yaki 6000 won?
Lady: Yes.
Me: And the tako-yaki 4000 won?
Lady: Yes.
Me: Then how is that 11000?
Lady: Okay, 10000.
Me: Thanks.
Lady: But only because you look so lonely.