Going down to the lower 2nd floor, Bob and May were met with a variety of magical items and most of them weren't within Bob's budget. Magical weapons, armor, and even underwear that could bewitch the opposite sex.
"There's nothing we can buy here, huh?" Bob commented, dragging along May and Lavanuk all over the place. He was just browsing through the wares, not even daring to touch them due to the outrageous price tag.
He passed by a stall that displayed potions, and the only thing he could think of was that most of the healing potions were useless to him. Some had lingering effects such as stamina rejuvenation, but that's only used by hardcore people who play the game longer than they stay in reality.
"Sir! Would you be interested in this? It's a premium potion brewed by Sir Mitchell, guaranteed to heal your wounds in a jiffy!"
"No! Buy from me instead! I also have Sir Mitchell's potions!"