Here is Henry checking out a ye olde shoppe in the ye olde towne of Richmond. It was kind of embarrassing, actually. He went in there and said something, and from what I could tell, there seemed to be a heated discussion of some sort. I went in to check it out and Henry was telling the old woman behind the counter what a nice shoppe it was, how it would be "a real shame" if there was "an accident" or something. Then he knocked some fine china off the shelf, and she started crying and I hustled him out of the joint. We're going to steer clear of Richmond for a little while. At least until the heat cools down a bit...