To the register
From Create Your Own Story
Not seeing much of anything particularly interesting from your entry point, you instead head straight to the register. Perhaps there's a lucky ticket perfect for you. Regardless, after making your way over, you see that the place is being run, currently, by a lone protogen. They're nearly half the size of a synth, much larger than normal, and are able to man the counter perfectly fine. Their screen, which had an idle game of pong playing on it, had come up with an exclamation point for a moment as you approached. A moment later, they, or rather, she, had her full focus on you.
"Hello there, customer! I see you haven't selected any items, so perhaps you would like to see the selection of lottery tickets or cigarets?"
"I was looking to get lucky, yes."
