Touchdown Dogs4 (life and times of spa salesmen)

"I understand you're on a strict budget. But I could be of more help if you give me an idea of how much you want to spend," said Trav.
The couple looked at each other, communicating in silence, wondering if this would be a breech of their defense to utter the dollar amount they were prepared to pay. The husband spoke up.
"We can spend exactly four thousand dollars."
"Four thousand. Let me show you a different tub that is suited more for your budget," said Trav, passing the counter that Newman was standing behind. The customers followed at a distance.
Trav stood next to a smaller spa with his hand placed on the shell.
"Now this is a couple steps down from the one we were just looking at, but a great spa."
The couple let their eyes move around inside the tub and then met up again to communicate in silence. Trav glanced over their shoulder at Newman. Newman was mouth breathing. This time the wife spoke up.
"Does this one have a waterfall?"
"What?" said Trav.
Newman closed his mouth and looked at Trav.
"Does this one have a waterfall?"
"I heard you."
"What about a stereo?" said the husband.
Newman moved from behind the counter and took a single step towards the group.
"No, Newman. I'm fine."
The couple looked behind them and Newman flashed an angelic smile at them. The wife smiled back. But the couple turned their heads back to Trav as he began to speak.
"Sir, when you go shopping for a camera, what is the first thing you look for while shopping?"
"A big zoom lens," said the husband.
Trav pulled the pencil from above his ear and pointed it at the door. Newman stepped between the lead of the pencil and the couple and Trav noticed that Newman had eaten the rest of the eraser.