Chico's tools

You wander into Chico's tools. The place smells of sawdust. The walls are lined with small drawers full of every conceivable type of home improvement consumable. Under a display case are the high end power tools. Might be interesting if you like that kind of thing.

Behind the counter a portly man in his 60s wearing a light coloured leather apron is looking at you as if you had just crawled out the sewer. "What in the hell are you supposed to be sonny?"

You blink and look down at yourself, still wearing nothing but a pair of silk French knickers which you have to admit aren't the most comfortable and would look a lot better on one of the hot girls from the night before.

You shake your head and wonder what the hell you came in here for.

Maybe you should hit <backpage> and go out and try a different shop.