After walking around and searching stores that refused us service, we come across a little clothing store. It has some quality clothes, but nothing good. All we need is a hood for her, so this works perfectly. "This place might show us some hospitality. We could even get to look at their stock before getting shouted away." I try to make humor out of the current situation. The racism on earth was similar in many ways. Even after so much time, inequality existed everywhere.
Sally looks really down about the stores we've been to today. The only good thing about today is my clothes aren't covered in blood anymore. It took about an hour for all of it to go away, though. I walk up to the front door, and Sally follows close behind me. I open it with a creak and see the quality of the place. "If we can get anything here, no one in this city will..." This place must be for the poor people. With no poor district, life must be hard for those without money.