Dialtown was a weird place, with a lot of mysteries. Why is the mayor able to get away with all that tax fraud? What the hell is up with that hobo who is also apparently God? And how in the world is that Bill & Dave's Candles & Mystery-Meat Emporium place still open? That last one was what you were looking into today. You didn't have anything else going on, so why not? You stepped into the run-down, smelly shop. The shelves, indeed, were filled with candles and mystery-meat, but there was no Bill or Dave to be seen. Instead, there was a rather shocked lady behind the counter, staring at you. "...holy shit, are you a customer?" She had what looked to be a tablet for a head. "Wait, no, you're probably just lookin' for a bathroom or something. Sorry, sorry-"