On the inside it was a different story though, with neatly organised shelves and a clean old woman behind the counter. Even her teeth were spotless white. Joseph idly noted the sheer amount of make up the woman was using, guessing she probably wanted to look like a twenty year old but coming off as a doll with her unnaturally smooth features. Alchemists, they never knew when to stop. He idly looked at the selection available, mentally picking out the useful survival potions and salves hidden among the beauty products and household cures.
"Welcome to my shops dears. How can I help?" the woman asked. Joseph opened his mouth before looking at Raine questioningly. Technically she was in charge here. On top of that, while he did have plenty of experience with adventuring, Raine was a local, and probably knew the better brands.
"May I?" he asked.