It was probably less a lack of employees and more the fact that no one in Minnesota was expecting a magic pirate to come in and teleport away the turtles on display. That was just absurd.
But in a sort of delightful way. It certainly wasn't anything Stan had expected in his life time.
"I need to wash my hands," Stanley said because, well, he'd been holding a turtle just now and that seemed like the sort of thing you were meant to wash your hands after. "But yeah. There's got to be a pet supply store in here, right? There used to be in all the malls." As for a name -- he'd have to think on that for a while. It only felt fair to give it a little bit of consideration.