Galen had been indulging in something the locals called 'window shopping'. It was easy enough to have his ship run up new clothing, but he needed more images of local fashions for reference.
He was in Macy's when he noticed an unusually dressed younger man approaching one of the clerks. Listening in shamelessly, he soon had an idea about what was going on.
"New in town and lost your way, have you?" He knew his accent would mark him as a fellow countryman to the other. "Perhaps I can be of some assistance?" He held out a hand. "The name is Galen. I'm fairly new here myself, but have learned a little about getting around town and where things might be found."