Guillon arrives at
"Grace", where he witnesses a conversation between the shopkeeper and a lavishly dressed customer.

— Star divination? — The saleswoman frowned. — Sounds like occultism.
— No, Belyana, dear, it's a respectable scientific field and a wonderful way to pass the time.
— Hmm. Well, suppose so, and how does it work?
— We use various kinds of telescopes in order to...
— Tele-what?
— Dear, your narrow-mindedness sometimes genuinely frightens me. — Letting out a heavy sigh, the woman pressed her palm to her forehead. — When it comes to matters concerning our planet, you're undoubtedly one of the best specialists in the entire world, but it seems that what lies beyond it is as clear to you as a dark forest. How can I explain this to you within the bounds of this brief conversation... These instruments are somewhat like the glasses you wear. They collect and focus light radiation from celestial objects, allowing us to see them better.
— Ah, those things. Well, then what?
— Then we observe the movement and positioning of celestial bodies on the celestial sphere and relative to each other, after which we cross-reference with pre-derived patterns and templates, based on which we translate what we've seen into a format of words we can understand.
— Sounds like nonsense.
— Heh-heh, somehow I had a feeling you'd say that. But it's more interesting than it might seem at first glance. With this science, you can learn fascinating stories about avalanche people, cunning vampire hunters, narcissistic empresses, and much more.
— And now it sounds like occultism again. But even if it's true, I still wouldn't want to do anything like that. It's like someone spying on you while you're taking a bath.
— Heh-heh, perhaps.
With that, the dialogue between the two women came to an end, and the one who wasn't the owner of this shop took her leave.