Petal's Café

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"I'm Sam," they said, without missing a single beat, "Sam Turner."
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Wilson smiled and extended a hand for a handshake. It wasn't a universal thing for greeting, but it was a fun thing to try. Maybe Sam was familiar with it too!

"Nice to meet you, Sam!"
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Sam wasted no time in grabbing onto her hand.

"Nice to meet you, too," they agreed, grinning.
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Wilson shook Sam's hand firmly (maybe a little too firm) before pulling away.

"So! How'd ya get here? Space travel? Time travel? A billy goat?"
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"Magical artifact, actually," they said - completely unfazed by how firm Wilson's grip was. They fished into their pockets and pulled out a tiny little stone with random carvings on it. It wasn't anything too special, but Sam had recognized it the moment they found it in the desert sand.
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Wilson's eyes went wide and her mouth agape. "Ooooooh?" she gawked, leaning in to look at the artifact up close. "Fancy stone! Fancy stone! How does it work? Spells? Enchantments? Do you need to dance around it?"
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Sam shook their head.

"Nope," they said, popping the "p". "All you have to do is think about where you want to go. Most enchantments like this have some kind of limitation. This one has a list of places it can go - and one of them was this cafe."
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Wilson stared at the curious little stone. So it was like... a menu of places. How peculiar. She wondered how and why the cafe was on the list, and what other places were on the list, and how exactly the magic worked, and more. She had an endless stream of questions rolling through her head, but she didn't think to voice them just yet.

"Ohhh. Where'd you get it?"
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"I found it in the desert," they said. They didn't add that they were the one who had originally made it a long time ago, and that they had lost it somewhere in the sand before the desert had even become a desert.
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"Desert?" Wilson repeated, tilting head to the side. She squinted, and then her eyes widened and she stood up straight.

"Dessert!"

She waved at one of the servers behind the counter. Mae, was it? She could've sworn she saw a nametag.

"Hey, do you have a dessert menu?"
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Aaaa, is it too late to join...?


Around this time, Wren walked into the café, a hoodie covering their demon wings and horns. They sat down at the far end of the bar, scrolling through their phone aimlessly. Phones were relatively new to Wren, and they were trying to figure it out.
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@Galaxy.gem you're not late at all! Welcome to the rp!! :D I'm waiting on a reply from @CaptainJack at the moment but once they reply I can have my character Wilson notice Wren and invite them over or something!
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Mae stepped over to the seated stranger, trying not to eavesdrop on their exchange of names. His tag read clearly enough but he knew that people often didn’t take a second glance about food service.

“We have several different dessert menus depending upon species and solar system. Which one are you?”

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Wilson blinked. What species was she?

"Uh..." she stared. "Anything should work. But maybe just like, pick the human-geared menu to be safe I guess."
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"Could I look at the desserts, too?" Sam asked.

They paused, glancing over at Wilson for a moment before looking back at the server that had come to talk to Wilson - Mae, according to the name tag.

"...I'd like the human menu, too," they said, in a voice that didn't sound all that happy to be limited to human cuisine.
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