Mazikeen wasn't surprised to find the nearly empty. It sounded like a scam to her. Treasures? Please. She doubted there was much here aside from some old antiques and while she did consider some antiques precious (her knives from hell for example), mostly she considered it all junk. Glancing around, Mazikeen noted how much this place resembled an actual estate sale. Well, it had that unique factor going for it.
Hearing a voice, her gaze shifted to the counter where a young blond woman was seated, clearly eating lunch. Figuring the others in the store to be customers, Mazikeen assumed she was the only one on duty. Not that it looked like this place needed a ton of people to run it like the casino Maze worked at. Feeling a bit mischievous, Mazikeen decided to ask a few questions if for no reason, but to feed a need for some kind of amusement.
"So, do you actual know what kind of 'treasures' this place has or is it just a bunch of junk?" Mazikeen asked bluntly. She wasn't known for tact.