"'Lazy Daze'?" Brigit pondered, reading back a shop sign that caught her attention. "What kind of a shop- oh hey!" she stopped herself as she caught a glimpse of old radios and various small electronics in the store's front window.
Perfect! she thought to herself as she pushed her shades out of her face and back on top of her heard. I hope they don't mind me coming so late in the day. Stupid sandworms slowed me down getting here.
She pushed open the door and stepped into the small shop. Radios, transmitters, visiphones, modulators, monitors, and other communication and entertainment devices filled the shelves and cluttered the counters. Brigit's face lit up with delight at seeing so many electronics all in one place that wasn't an old wreck or her secret stash on Uzo. Apparently she had been staring a little too long at all the shop had in it, as the man behind the counter cleared his throat to get her attention.
She snapped out of her electronic stupor and walked up to the main counter.
"Hi there. Do you have any listening devices that play wavechips from about the 13th century?" she asked, setting the bag of music chips in front of the clerk.