Galla's Garments, the sign says. You walk inside, brushing past a couple of smiling cowgirls in your search for Galla. There's a few well-dressed employees helping potential customers and behind the counter a single woman stands, giving you a wink when she sees you're looking.
"Hey there," she says as you approach. "Haven't seen you 'round here before! I'm Galla. Need any help?"
