It's a fantasy role-playing game.

DM: You are Vax Vax'ildan, a half-elf rogue . You are the member of the famous group of adventurers. Previously, Vox Machina, with nothing to do for the moment, head to Gilmore's Glorious Goods. The party enter Shaun Gilmore's shop in Abedar's Promenade, where you makes a beeline to find the man himself.
DM: It's all right. There are some books stacked up. There is a small, embedded glass case that seems to have a couple of items that are under a purplish-maroon, velvet piece of material that's currently covering them. There is that beaded curtain with strips of material that block the back room.
Player: Okay, and there's a person manning the --
DM: No, not currently. It is just an empty desk.
Player: Is there a bell or anything?
DM: There is a bell.
Player: Yeah.
DM: As you hit the bell, one of the employees who is helping somebody looks around and goes, "I'm sorry." What you see is a half-elven woman with thick spectacles who is currently stepping over to try and stop you. However, the beaded curtain swishes open with the grandiose gesture of one slightly meaty hand. Stepping out in his fine, gold-trimmed, purple robes, his longish thick, black, coarse hair pulled into a nice ponytail. Smoothly-shaved face with a slight hint of a braided goatee that dangles about three inches from his chin.
Player: Will you remind me because it's been a while. Gilmore's a good-looking man, though, isn't he?
DM: Yeah. He's handsome.
