Doors and More Doors

"This place is awesome!" you say, trying to win him over. "What is this place?" He impulsively smiles from ear to ear. You really do look around, though, and it's actually a pretty nice place, seriously. There are rows of different aisles and, in the back, there's a register where one can only assume goods are sold. Next to it, in a corner, there's a door with the word "Bathrum". You don't even question whether or not there is a kind of rum only made for baths in there. You start to understand Johnny more as you look around this place. There are tiny trinkets tacked to the walls, and then far away from both you and the register, on the opposite side of the store, there sits a shelf with a sort of shrine on it, with candles and all. This beautiful thing looks to be an ode to a woman, according to a frame that inhabits the shelf. "It's mai shakk, eye sell all surtsa deffrent things. Yu relly thank so?" he asks earnestly. "No, seriously. This place is... truly lovely," you say, and this time you really do mean it.

Johnny grins. "So, wut du ya need?"