The arms dealer.

Stepping out of the shadows is a beautiful Asian woman wearing a long black leather trench coat and what looks like little else.

“Hello. Candy is it?” She asks looking you over much like a predator. “I am told you are looking to buy some things to make your life here a bit easier.” She motions to a trio of cases on the large central table. As she clicks each open your eyes widen as you see the contents. The first holds several pistols mostly automatic of various sizes. The second holds 2 thin rifles and a shotgun, and the third holds several bladed weapons of various sizes. You look to the blades first. “A woman after my own heart, I have always found the sword to be the most important fashion accessory as well. Lets see, what would look best on you? Hmm. Do you prefer one blade or two?”

Your previous sword fight flashing through your mind you decide to change it up a bit and answer, “Two. If they feel right.”

“I see. Well then clearly you have to have a matched set. What about size? Do you want something you can conceal in your current attire, something smaller, or something to hide in a jacket?”