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Liliana still had no phone nor a clue what 'radio' was, other than something the squirrels were involved in, which made it something she wished to have no part in. This would likely change once she learned that it was simply gossip that had somehow been legitimized, but for now, she existed in a state of happy ignorance. Not that she would have cared about the outrage about her new staff if she'd heard it. Even beyond her general unconcern for other people's opinion, she had something very important to focus on.

Her new ~~kitty~~ cat. Who had accompanied her to work today, like the little ~~darling~~ helper he was. Ostensibly, he was here to hunt down any vermin that had made the shop a home while it had been uninhabited, but he was spending a lot of time being cosseted on her lap.

"Oh, who is a handsome gentleman?" she cooed at him while feather floated in the air above him to bat at. "You are, Josu, you are."

Every so often, she would look up and instruct one of her zombies to move something or other while they finished unpacking the boxes and arranging them on the newly-cleaned shelves. Occasionally, she would call for their attention when Josu did something particularly adorable, and they would exhale a groaning sigh at the sight.

A pair of winged sandals sat in the window, with a sign in elegant calligraphy that says:
Therosian Fleetfeather Sandals

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If you admire Josu, you might get a discount!

Jon would admire any cat he came across! Not that Josu was probably visible from outside, but Issa, who had been out for a walk with ~~her retinue~~ Jon, sensed a fellow feline and darted in before Jon thought to stop her.

He sighed.

"Damn it. Issa!" He protested as he followed her in. "Not everybody might like..." at which point he got a glimpse of the zombies, and potential cat hair in a business became less of a worry. "Ah."

Excuse you, Jon, but Liliana's zombies were very clean.

"Oh hello there!" Liliana cooed at Issa's arrival. "Josu, did you have a friend--?" The question was cut off when John followed in, to be replaced by the cooler, "Ah. Greetings. I am Liliana Vess, and welcome to The Infinite Consortium."

"Um. Hello. I, um. I'm Jonathan Sims. Jon." He looked around as he followed Issa further in. "Sorry about Issa; she likes finding friends. I don't remember this place being open before."

"It's only been open a short while," Liliana said, a little vaguely. She was still not sure exactly how long, which she blamed ~~mysteriously missing days~~ an unfamiliarity with the Earthen calendar. "As you can see, we're still setting up somewhat." She gestured at the zombies still arranging the stock.

"And you needn't apologize for your cat." She gives Issa an approving smile. "They go where they wish, after all."

Jon gave her a fond look, too. "That they do. And this young man is Josu?" It seemed a safer topic than the zombies. He knelt and held his hand out, in case another (more or less) human was at all as interesting as a new feline friend.

Liliana didn't expect the slight twitch at hearing someone else call her cat by his name, but that was her own fault for momentarily being overtaken by sentimentality. "Indeed," she said, recovering quickly. Josu was likely an excellent distraction, coming over to sniff Jon with interest. "Apparently being in a shelter has made him quite friendly."

"Or he's just a naturally friendly young man," Jon pointed out, smiling at him and offering scritches. Issa promptly pushed in the middle, though whether she was jealous of Jon's attention or Josu's was anyone's guess. (Both. Very likely both.)

"Perhaps," Liliana agreed with a small smile. "He did come right over and demand pets from me when we met. I appreciate a fearless cat."

Considering her hobbies and the like.

"He certainly is that." Jon gave one hand to each cat and glanced back up at Liliana. "I'm assuming you're the...owner, or proprietor, or something here."

Mostly since she was the only one alive. Apart from Josu.

"Indeed," Liliana said, an expression flickering across her face too quickly to note. "At least, this branch of it." That same expression again, though this time Jon can tell what it is: distaste. "Specializing in procuring all possible items clients could ask for, even merchandise from other worlds," she adds grandly, before hastily amending, "Though this branch is an individual reseller only. Special orders need not apply."

Jon frowned. "What...erm, that is, I'm curious what a special order might entail." If things from other worlds were normal.

"Something you can't get in your own world," Liliana said, totally not evasively. "Artifacts, for example." She gestured at her shelves. "Clothing, weapons...anything that is not or was not living matter."

"You make it sound like that's different from the rest of the things here," Jon noted. "Unless you mean you sell what you can get, but you don't take requests."

"I sell mostly artifacts, though that might change depending on the stock I receive," Liliana answered. "But no, I don't take requests, though if you tell me something you're looking for, I'm willing to keep an eye out for things that generally fit requirements, though I can make no guarantees whether or not anything arrives."

"Oh, no," Jon rushed to assure her, "I'm not looking for anything, I was just curious. I...I don't have the best experience with artifacts, honestly."

They tended to eat people.

Pfft, sounded like something that would happen if you let amateurs make your artifacts. "I'm sorry to hear that," she says. "I assure you that all of the artifacts that I sell come with a guarantee of craftsmanship and authenticity. Though we don't guarantee for user error or general idiocy."

"Er...I think I'd better not in any case, but, um. But thank you," Jon said.

"I take it you're new to the island, by the way. I should probably say welcome."

Missing out on some quality artifacts there, Jon.

"Ah, yes, thank you," Liliana said. "I'm still getting my bearings. I've gotten some information here and there, but it's vastly different than any other plane I have visited thus far, so the learning curve remains steep."

"You're at least in decent company here," Jon said. "Or, well, understanding company, I suppose. A lot of people are from different places. And most of them are very willing to help. Erm. If you had any questions, I would do my best to answer them."

"I keep hearing about phones and radios, but other than they are somehow connected to squirrels, I have no clue what they are," Liliana said, sounding exasperated.

"Oh!" That was something he could actually help with. Jon carefully scrambled to his feet without disturbing the cats and pulled his phone out of his pocket. "This is a phone. It's...well, it was originally a communication device, but it does a lot of other things, too."

He unlocked it and showed it to her. "Each of these little icons is a button that does a different thing. You can use it to talk or write messages to people, or play music or games, or look at pictures of cats, or...well, all sorts of things, really."

Ahh, another Izzet device or another. "How does one use such things?" she asks. "Or find one?"

"You can find one at the Turtle and Canary - that's one of the other shops around here," Jon answered. "If you go on a Monday, Summer will probably help you set it up; she's very...well, helpful."

He pointed out one icon. "That one says Photos. So if I touch it, it will open up the pictures I've taken with it." He tapped it. A lot of pictures of Issa came up. "And then you can move through them like this to see them all."

"And then you can take them to the Photo Hut," Liliana nodded. "Steven mentioned that place."

One of the zombies will be glad to assist you!

LILIANA IS A VERY SERIOUS PERSON WITH NO SOFTNESS AT ALL

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