Convenience stores are named as such because they are there when you need them to be. This store was here when I needed batteries. I went in. ‘Can I get two double A batteries?” I asked «Two pounds please,» said the man working the register as he rolled over two cylinders of potential energy. «Two pounds? That’s expensive,» I griped. «It usually is more, but I make a special deal for you,» he said. Now honestly, if you’re gonna try I’m making a special deal for you one of things, you have to say that before announcing the price. He was clearly just saying this trying to make me believe that I was getting a good deal. I knew I wasn’t, or at least I was pretty sure of that. i told him so. This place has snack and drink and other general things you sometimes need. The staff is friendly enough. Unless this place is hiding thousand of gold galleons beneath the floorboards, however, it’s got nothing special going on for it. No ‘je né sais quoi’ just ‘eh, je le sais, c’est normal.’