Approach the pretty cashier.

Knowing that your reputation isn't high enough to warrant her giving you anything more than a curious stare you walk over to the cashier, discover her name is "Niche." She brushes hair behind her ear and gives me a smile before asking how she can help me.

"I'm looking for someone," I describe Nyssa and the girl's eyes do go wide.

"I d-don't know her. Or I can't--- I don't know her."

"Sounds like you do, baby. I'm a friend of hers. Just needing to check in."

"If you're a friend, shouldn't you know where she is?"

"I've been away for along time," I lean a bit more on the counter and the girl licks her lips before clearing her throat. "Look, I'm a good guy. Help me out, and maybe I can help you."

The girl continues to look hesitant but soon there's a man clearing his throat. I turn around and find Dustin, same grease on his lips as his hands go to his hips.

"Excuuuse me, I need to talk to Niche," he states.

"We're busy pal. Just wait a second."

"I don't think I can! It's important."

"Dustin—" Niche starts, clearly annoyed at the other's arrival, but she's cut off by the man.

"Do not worry m'lady, I know how to handle brutes like this."

I turn around now, eyeing Dustin down. Without another word I grab him by his sweaty scruff and start to direct him outside the store, he's a bit heavy, but I manage to push him out of GENERATIONS. All the while I'm berating him, telling him that Niche doesn't want any more of his time or company. And to take a hike to another fucking galaxy before I see him again. By the time I get back to teh cashier, Niche is biting her lip in excitement.

"Thanks, he's..."

"Don't worry about it."

Nice smiles again before reaching down and taking out a small piece of paper and checking the console. Then she writes an address down on the paper and hands it to me. "Nyssa lives there. Sometimes she asks for deliveries so."

"Thank you. This is a big help."

"No problem... hey can I ask a favor?"

What kind of favor...?