[Daring Scylla]

Clancy blinked. The clerk had almost assaulted him in her efforts to provide service - or maybe he was just shy. As she rattled off the normal speech of the typical sales clerk, he looked around because he felt a shift in the air, definitely something unnatural. Something magical. He felt the back of his neck itching, a sure sign that supernatural happenings were abound in this area.

He blinked, and stopped staring about, in case it was rude, and instead focused on the small girl in front of him. She was shorter than his 167 centimetres, and with bright pink hair and all black clothes she made a dazzling contrast. He blinked a second time at the small girl. She looked very young.

"Hello," he said, in a slight Irish brogue. "I'm not looking for much in particular, I just came in for looks- "

He looked about quickly. "What exactly do you sell here?" he asked. The place seemed to have all sorts of knick-knacks available for perusing, and maybe some had magical or medical properties...or both. And if there were such items in the store, he'd like to have them as they would be perfect for a doctor-in-training. Even a pixie doctor.

He shook his head self-consciously and remembered that his pale hair covered his pointed ears. Three Witches Boutique...maybe I'm not the only nonhuman in the city. The idea could well be true if the sensations he felt from this store were anything to go by.