What was he even doing here?

Oh right, Mum's birthday and Ethan needed a gift. And females liked this girly stuff, right? At least that's what the 15 year old told himself as he tried his best to inconspicuosly walk through the aisles, glancing at one sparkly-looking potion after the other. Trying to look like he knew exactly what he was looking for.

Except he totally didn't.

Glancing around furtively, he noticed only a handful of girls - to whom he gave a non-chalant nod. Best to remain cool at all times. - and a couple of older people, a man and a woman. Ethan started to approach them, certain that one was the shopkeeper, then stopped as he got closer. From what he could hear from their conversation, he got the distinct idea that the man was the shopkeeper. Seriously? He was convinced that such a place as girly as this would be run by a woman... but whatever. Ethan shrugged to himself, then held up a glittery, scented soap for inspection as he waited for a lapse in their conversation to ask for assistance.