The Magic Store

You are John Doe, a sophmore at the local university. You still live with your parents and younger sister. You are enjoying what free time you have over the summer when you find yourself walking into a place you've never seen before. Your not even sure why you entered in the first place. It was like your feet had a mind of their own. You enter and find yourself in a place straight out of a medieval LARPing event.

"Welcome sir, how may I be of assistance today?" came a voice from the back. A woman, no older than her mid-thirties comes to greet you.

"Hello," you say, "Um, I was just curious what this place was, I've never seen it before."

"I've been here for a long time, but not many notice me. My products are one of a kind, and not everyone needs them," she says, "What is it you want?"

"I still don't know what you sell," you say, "Medicine? Jewelry?"

"It's quite easy to understand John Doe," she says with a kind smile, "I am a miracle worker. Whatever you want, I probably have some magical solution for you."

Well, the fact she knows your name without you saying anything does give a little credibility to her capabilities, and it's not like