One of the heads opened her eyes slowly and noticed you. She remained calmed and smiled as she stared. You would be shocked but her beauty did ease some worry as it's not like she can do anything to you in her glass case. The head in question had long purple hair, spread out in whatever space she had in her case. Her face spoke maturity but a sense of mischievousness.
"Hello there," the head said.
"Um hey," you said.
"Just call me Renee. I am one of many heads in this humble hovel. How do you do?" she asked.
"Um... besides being decapitated, I'm fine I guess," you said.
"Oh," the head said. "It is a pleasure meeting new people around here. I sometimes chat with whomever. But I spent most of my time sleeping like any head here. At least until I a bought."
"So um... did you lose your body or what?" you asked.
"I actually donated my head here. It's not so bad and it is more fun than my old life. I was a model but people only cared for my body. One day I visited this shop and traded my head for another girl that wanted my life," Renee said.
"So um... nice chatting with you," you said.
"The pleasure is mine and thank you for entertaining me," Renee said. "Now unless you got further business, I shall spend some time looking over you if you don't mind. I find entertainment for customers to shop around here. Perhaps maybe they may buy me."
"I uh... don't mind but why do you want to be bought?" you asked.
"I love my time as a head here. I really do. A change of scenery and a new life is what I am interested in. Perhaps being a male will not hurt," Renee said.
The head was pretty and buying her might be a good idea. But this place was shady so can you trust her. And so...