Once he had reached Palancar Valley, Eragon visited Sloan’s shop to beg and plead for Sloan to buy his egg.
“Eragon, we’ve been over this a hundred times. I sell meat. I buy meat! I can’t buy this egg from you!”
“What are you talking about?”
“Remember last week when you came in with that feather and you wanted 100 gold pieces for it?”
“Well, sooooorry. But that was a very rare feather!”
“Eragon, I’m gonna have to ask you to leave. And I’m also gonna suggest that you get counseling.”
“Fine, player hater! I’ll leave!” Before he could, though, Yoda and his gang of Jedi showed up again.
“Told you he would not buy it I did.”
“Leave me alone, Yoda!”
Sloan couldn’t believe his eyes. “Does that happen alot, Eragon?”
“You could say that.”
Apparently, Yoda agreed. “Happens alot, this does.”
“Thank you, almighty Yoda, for your oh-so-needed opinion!” Eragon shouted sarcastically, before running out of Sloan’s shop heading for his house conveniently located in the middle of nowhere.