The Black Market

The store didn't hold a candle to its counterpart on Earth.

Perhaps that was why Rey was initially skeptical about it holding quality items.

It looked primitive, and while the design was fantastic, it didn't have that flamboyant ambiance that his homeworld's stores and malls had.

'I never went to high-end places on Earth, but even the places I went to are much better than this place.'

He couldn't blame the people here, though.

It was even unfair to compare them to Earth, to begin with.

'I'm sure places like the White House look much better than the Royal Palace. So, it only stands to reason that the marketplace would be inferior to Earth's.'

Both Rey and Noah were greeted by an attendant, who took them around and answered whatever questions they had.

Fortunately, they weren't asked to remove their masks or anything.

'They must be used to having anonymous customers…'