Bamboozle-Man vs. Bubbles the Eldritch Bunny Rabbit

(We open on Bamboozle-Man walking down the street in Fiction City. It had been a few months since he had arrived there. He was happy that he had new friends and had already gone on so many adventures, but his lack of memories before the night he met Detective Chuck and Lay Jim still weighed heavy on his mind. That's why he was out and about, to clear his head. And also see what else in this city there was to do besides fighting supervillains)

BM: Huh. I guess it really IS my neighborhood that's the only one that smells like ass. Probably something in the sewer. That would explain all the weird noises I've been hearing from there. Ooh I know! I'll get an air freshener. That'll clear the smell. But from where?

(Bamboozle-Man looked around, not realizing that he had wandered into a shopping plaza)

BM: Oh. Well that's convenient.

(Bamboozle-Man went around to various stores, asking for air fresheners but to no success due to them being out of stock or the owner refusing to sell to him because all he had were plastic gold doubloons from a kid's birthday party he crashed a few hours ago.)

Cashier: We don't accept that type of currency here.

BM: *pirate voice* Arrgh! Foiled again!

(Bamboozle-Man walked out of the store, a little frustrated that he could not find the thing he desired. But said frustration quickly turned to curiosity as he noticed a rather peculiar looking antique shop across the street called Annie's Annie-tiques)

BM: Woah. There has to be an air freshener in there!

(Bamboozle-Man ran over to the store and entered through the bead curtain door. He was met with the rustic smell of various collected artifacts and knick knacks. There was a mystical feeling to this place.)

BM: This place was definitely smaller on the outside than it is in here.

(The caped hero then heard a shuffle from behind the desk)

BM: Hello?

(Suddenly, a big eyed wild haired woman in a yellow and orange robe popped up from behind the counter. Her face was covered in soot, but her wide eyes glowed as if there was something rather otherworldly to her)

???: Oh hello! I was wondering when you'd show up.

BM: Uhh what?

(The woman leapt over the counter, showing off surprising agility for an older woman)

???: Name's Annie.

BM: Oh so you own the shop?

Annie: Yep! Was that....not obvious?

BM: You'd be surprised what I do and don't find obvious. Do you have an-

Annie: Air freshener?

BM: Wait how did you-?

Annie: I don't have one. But I do have a candle.

BM: I'll take it?

Annie: One candle coming up!

(Bamboozle-Man was kind of dumbfounded. How did this lady know so much about him? Was he psychic like Madame Mystery? Annie went into the back room and began to talk to Bamboozle-Man while she searched for the product)

Annie: So, you new in town?

BM: You tell me. You're the mind reader.

Annie: I don't read minds. I'm just a really good guesser.

BM: Riiiight. Well I got here about a month ago.

Annie: Where from?

BM: You don't know?