Lamps and beakers, glasses and vases, even some pipes that a teenage boy is snickering at. Ornaments, of course! There is a cordial nod between the glass-blower and the stained-glass booth - without overlap. The Eshu has delicate globes and spindles, but not the delightful stained glass patterns. It seems there is room for both.
She turns to greet Gwen, with smile. "I may not have new lamps for old, but I do have new lamps for oil, and many things besides. How may I serve you?"
