Vendors: Not to be confused with the terrifying Vendian creatures of Rigel IV, vendors are, in fact, largely harmless bipeds known for peddling an array of products, both useful and utterly superfluous, throughout known space. It's often said a vendor can sell sand to the Jovians, which is impressive given that Jovians are gaseous beings with little use for particulate matter. They possess the unique ability to produce exactly what you don't need at the precise moment you can't afford it.
When traveling the galaxy, keep your wits about you and your wallet under the telepathic guard of a Cerebro-Secure Clutch. Vendors can smell a budget surplus from three parsecs away.
Vendors can be found loitering in spaceports, hovering in bazaars, or appearing out of thin air in the back alleys of Betelgeuse V just when you've convinced yourself that you couldn't possibly desire a glow-in-the-dark replica of a Krikkiter bat.
Avoid making eye contact, or any form of acknowledgment really. Pretend to be engrossed in an intense conversation with your Guide if necessary. Above all, never, ever reveal that you may be in the market for a second-hand quantum destabilizer or a 'gently used' improbability drive.
A renowned vendor once managed to sell a pair of solar flare-resistant sunglasses to the three-eyed, nocturnal inhabitants of the perpetually dark planet of Noctis Labyrinthus, convincing them they were the height of intergalactic fashion.
Speaking of solar flare-resistant sunglasses, come down to Zaphod's Eyewear Emporium, where the right pair might just save your retinas from the unforgiving glare of inconveniently exploding stars.
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