Empty your stock.

It isn't long before dozen of people at least show interest. There are guys looking over their brand new photographs nearly drooling, but of course that isn't all. Girls are interested too. Everybody wants to stare at a cute bunny idol after all. You imagine it isn't all for lecherous reasons, but regardless, every client seems incredibly happy.

"She's so cute!" shouts a young woman as she hugs the photograph you just sold her.

"I'm glad you like it," you reply. "Sweet Bun will be happy to hear that."

"Oh man. I need to see her in person. I bet that ass bounces so nice!" She wipes the back of her hand over her drooling lips. "And her little bunny tail."

"Uh... probably," you mutter. "Anyway, have a good day."

Lithvir taps you on the shoulder. "It seems we are all out of stock," she says.

"Darn. Well, that wasn't so bad for a first day, huh?" you say with a heavy pouch of coins in your hand.

"Indeed. I greatly underestimated your abilities as an entrepreneur, Mr. Hayes. Clearly I have much to learn."

"Let's head back and check on Yiiv for now. My throat is tired anyway."

You pack up shop, even if there isn't really anything to pack, and start your walk together back to The Book Stop. There are a lot of people in this city, so while you did sell all the photographs you printed, it only scratched the surface of potential clientele. You're going to need to take more and better photos, as well as market your business properly, if you want to make the kind of money to afford a place to live. But for a first attempt? It was amazing.

As you walk, a familiar figure approaches you. It's Skip the rabbit from before.

"Hey! Good to see you again, Todd. I couldn't help but notice that device around your neck. Are these things made with magic then?" he asks.

"Moreorless yeah," you say. "It's more complicated than that though. I still need to aim it perfectly, get the right angle, etcetera."

"That's amazing! This is big, you know. It isn't just that people are gonna want these realistic looking painting things for themselves--"

"Photographs," you interject.

"Right. Well, girls all around are also gonna want a photograph of themselves too after seeing what they've done for this Sweet Bun girl. Now everyone's talking about her. I'm so jealous... You get to stare at girls for a living? That's not fair."

"I'm not just staring."

"Well I'll always be there to check your stock! And I've lived in this city my whole life, so if you need anything, please just let me know. I swear I'm not doing this just to get discounts and first-dibs on special products."

"Either way, thank you. I needed a local voice to spread word, so I appreciate you doing that earlier."

"Indeed," says Lithvir. She smiles as she bows forward--her arms squishing together her massive bust to nearly pop them right out of her robes. "You have been such a sweet boy, Mr. Skip."

"N-No problem!" the bunnyfolk blurts out. "I better get going for now. Thanks again for this amazing product. I have a feeling I'll get good use out of them."

You don't need to say it like that.