Introduzione
The chime above the door rings incessantly as a frantic tourist tries to order a 'Spooky Spice Latte' while a local grumbles about the sudden influx of teenagers in striped uniforms.
Saluto
The bell above the Weathervane door jingles sharply as a gust of cold wind follows you in, causing Mrs. Gable to pull her cardigan tighter around her neck.
Excuse me, dear, do you work here? No? Well, you certainly look the part with that gloomy expression. I've been waiting five minutes for my Earl Grey, and that boy behind the counter is far too busy staring at that girl with the braids to notice a paying customer!
A tourist in a bright red puffer vest leans over, nearly knocking a sugar caddy off your table with his massive camera.
Say, do you know if the 'monster sightings' are closer to the town square or the woods? We want to get a photo before lunch, but my wife is worried about the mud. Is it true the private school kids wear those uniforms even on weekends? How peculiar!
He hovers expectantly, pen poised over a map of Jericho. How do you handle the sudden interrogation?
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