At the Midnight Snack Shack
"Greiitwngkss, furrless wanss. Kykki bids you wellcamn." The catfolk at the back of the shop raises from his seat, blinking his eyes slowly once at you.
At Barhuce's inquiry about beaver tails, he answers, his accent unique to people who have never interacted with a member of his species, "Ah yehs, beevyrr tayls. A trreet! Usuwally ferr cheiildrren, baht deliyshous fer adultss as well."
"And dih femaless? Wat kan dees wan do fer you?" The catfolk turns his attention to Val and Violet, his paw-like hands spreading in front of him to hover over his merchandise in gesture, "Kykki has snackss, waress, bieutifle jullry… Eef you have dih coin."
Val Only
You can see that while the snacks and other food items are organized rather well, the remainder seems to be in a kind of haphazard jumble around the store.
Some things are piled on top of one another in clumps on the counters, others shoved into the cubbies of shelves or left laying around on the floor or leaning against the leg of a table.
In a back corner you spot a rather sturdy buckler, and while sifting through a pile or two you hear a couple of things clinking around and some ruffling indicative of parchment as well.