In Starr Park, you enter a little gift shop near the entrance. When you open the door, a “ding” sound rings once you enter, no one is at the counter, you thought it was closed and turned to leave until you heard. “I’ll be there in a minute!!” A girl darts out from the storage room and stands inside the counter. “Welcome to the Starr Gift shop! I’m Colette, if you need anything, I’m your gal!” She gave you a toothy grin, her teeth sharp, her left eye covered by her soft white hair, her chest resting on the counter.