Zephrun’s Imperium

You are incredibly good at those. I am impressed.

You're welcome.

Star looked around. The woman at the bar looked familiar, though she couldn't place why. She stood up, folding her arms against the bar. "Hey, can I get a drink?" The woman smiled. "Sure thing, sugar. What brings you here?" "A lot of things. I could rant all day." Zeoy pulled a cup from underneath the counter. "Do you want anything in particular?" she asked, gesturing at the cup. Star shook her head and the barista brightened. She liked to experiment. "Well, I know the feeling. I've heard it all, and this place is new. I guess I just love people." Zeoy turned, picking out a few bottles. "So, Zeoy, how long have you been mixing drinks?" Star asked. "Oh, I'm not sure," she replied, pouring some red liquid into the glass so it was half filled. "Wait, I don't recall telling you my name. I'm not picking up a reputation, am I?" Star blushed. What was her Connection to this woman? "No, I just... heard it from people around here. You're good at what you do, apparently." "Ah, good. I aim to please." Zeoy put a few drops from a small vial into the cup. A small flame flickered to life but the moment she poured a yellow liquid into it, it was smothered, smoke rising from the cup. Zeoy blew on it and stirred it with a small spoon from her pocket. She sprinkled something on it and pushed it toward Star. "Here you go. I'm always here if you want to rant." She winked and Star thanked her, walking back to her table. The drink was thicker than she expected. Like a smoothie. It tasted somewhat fruity but had a surprising kick and an odd aftertaste. It was really good.

Anybody else...

I will do that.

Star didn't need the menu, but she took it anyway. "I'd like some stew, actually. I've heard it's good."

Star sighed. "Thank you."

Well, I don't know him IRL, we just talk. A lot. And yes, I will tell him you say hello.

AJ growled. "That's it. I'm going out there." He lept up to his feet.

Dang. I wish I lived in Utah. That seems to be where it's at. Not many Sharders in Iowa.

I actually knew that.

Now I feel immensely guilty that I still get to talk to him.

Zeoy brightens at the newcomer. "Hey there, sugar! I can get things rollin' for ya up here."

Well, we just got a new baker who I'm rather suspicious of. But the stew is good.

Hey, you should come to The Happy Inquisitor for some milk with those cookies. Business is picking back up again.