Getting no response from the pretty lady behind the pretty counter in the pretty shop, Garth tries again.
The woman just stares blankly ahead, like a stone statue.
"Hm," says Garth, getting an idea. He jumps up on the counter and starts dancing around, waving his butt in the woman's face, which fails to evoke a reaction. Satisfied, he turns to the woman and says, "Well anyways. I'm just going to help myself to a few of your wares. If that's all right by you. If you have any objections whatsoever, please, don't hesitate to raise them with me now." Garth waits a second. "Well all right," he continues, "If you insist."
Garth proceeds to ransack the store, stuffing strangely coloured liquids in bottles, parchments covered in weird runes and odd objects into his bag until it swells. Struggling to haul his sack out of the door, Garth calls out, "Thanks for your assistance!" and heads back to Barrett's.